Strange

I'm rather sure that you'll probably never find another person with as strange a collection of interests as me. Perhaps it's just that old adage that everyone is unique and I am no exception. It's just that I find myself standing in two different worlds at the same time and it's a little conflicting at the same time. Now I realise I've probably mentioned some things in this blog post before and you're probably  sick of hearing about it, for which I am slightly apologetic, but this is my blog after all.

It is perhaps no secret to some who know me better that I have an interest in suits. A well made suit that fits one to a tee (hehe)  just arouses me mentally. Hell, if I could, I'd dress in a suit everyday, a different one for every day. I just can't afford them or have the time to launder all of them myself. Yea, call me old fashioned but a man in a well fit suit just glows with charisma. Besides, I do feel like an old soul sometimes. I'm also interested in fountain pens as well, which I doubt I can find more than 50 people in the whole of NYP using one. Maybe not even 20. They just write good, I can't really explain it. It's nigh impossible for me to use ballpoints anymore, they bore me to no end, though I sometimes use a Pilot G2 to mix things up a little. It's also highlighted to me paper quality, something I never gave much thought to before. This is my "old and indoors" side, I'd say.

Another set of interests lies in darker realms. Things that cause death just intrigue me. It draws me to them. It doesn't matter what they are or where they're from. If it was made to kill, I'm drawn. As such it has led to a general interest in weapons, individual or crew-served, ancient, medieval and modern. Poisons and venoms. Traps (not the Thai kind, if I may indulge in a stereotype). Martial arts. Doesn't matter if it was a gun or a sword, a tank or a fighter jet. I suppose this would be my dark side. Now just because I have an interest in these things and the manner in which they were used or operated doesn't mean I like killing. Yes, it is inevitable and some things do deserve to die, but not all the time and not everyone.

This side, I suppose would be my "young and outdoors" side. I love adventure and I love to witness the awe of the natural world. If I journey overseas, rarely would it be for shopping (for things that I can get in my home country anyway). It would be for food (culinary adventure, my dear), the natural and cultural sides of the country. It would be no secret to some that I would like to one day pick up motorcycling, in fact, I have my eyes on several bikes right now (don't know what for, since I can't buy them and my mum opposes me riding given that was how my dad died). It's an appeal that most won't understand unless it calls to them too. Unbridled freedom and adventure was how it called to me. That and the fact that my preferred music genre is house makes this my "young and outdoors" side.

Now, I hope you can see how this is a bit of a conflict. My dark side has totally nothing to do with my confusion. It's that I like suits (leather jackets do arouse me too, but it's more of a rugged charm than eloquent charisma) and yet I like motorcycling, which I can't really wear a suit for unless I'm keen on ruining a sub-thousand (maybe more) dollar suit every time I fall. Not that I might fall, it's just that in case I do, I would lose much more than I might otherwise. I like fountain pens and I like to go out into the wild. Hard to go rucking when a dip into a river would fuck your ink up rather badly. And that it's not going to be easy to find a place to sit down and just enjoy writing with a cuppa tea at a desk in your own chair. I'm going to look like I'm some kind of rich, classy dude who might like to sit down in an armchair by the fire with a book and his hound at his feet and yet the music you hear coming out of his earphones would suggest that he hits the clubs on the weekends, maybe daily. It just makes me feel like an odd package you know? The things I like don't lie in the same area on the spectrum and it's just strange.