The initial rush of love feels fantastic! Your body temperature rises, you feel calmer, happier, more self-assured. The mystery of love is evocative. In this brainstorming update to The Story, let’s explore what might happen when a girl (Trishna, seated) and a boy (John) meet in person after years of long-distance communication. I have yet to explore the intricacies of their friendship, so consider this scratching the surface, rather than digging in. It’s all developing.
If there’s one common theme running throughout this etiquette series, it’s the DBAD concept: Don’t Be A Dick. That might be difficult to navigate when negotiating the price of anything from a cheap action figure or vehicle to salary because most people want a good deal. Markets change and the value of a vehicle or marketable skill can depreciate greatly. Let’s explore, among other ideas, three examples of successfully or unsuccessfully paying the asking price.
This week allowed three concerts and a float tank session. I partially enjoy concerts for their potential breadth of collecting ideas and “floating” for the potential depth of digesting ideas. Those factors allowed this week’s brainstorming update to The Story to excel in some key areas of the backstory, particularly hobbies, farming, and practicality. I don’t consider anything below to be spoilers and quickly wrote 400 words on what I might consider narrative spoilers here.
I’m sore. I’d rather be in bed. I’ll get around to it later. No! In this week’s brainstorming update to The Story, let’s consider the motivations of Trishna (seated, below) and John. Who’ll stop them? What compels John to fight for what he believes in through the couple’s adversities? Where do they break? When do they give up? Why does Trishna struggle through her limited mobility to stand so often? How often do they fight?
We typically base ourselves on one main variable. It’s easier to say, “I’m a X,” where X is a professional, recreational, or familial role you play because it’s cumbersome to say, “Z, O, M, B, I, E, P, A, PE, and R equals me!” We’ll forget about those variables when stress hits us. It’s like putting all your eggs in one “identity basket.” When that basket or one variable falters, everything crashes. Don’t let it!