An American Living in Montreal

I can't be the only one who thinks that random acts of violence have the potential to be pretty hilarious. It's not that I actually want to hurt anybody, quite the contrary. Relatively speaking I'm not really a violent individual... but do I think about how funny/horrible it might be if I were to suddenly scream "THIS IS MONTREAL" and kick someone into the Metro. Not that I ever would... Sure you could probably blame video games, or many upon many years of other violent media on shaping such supposedly sadistic thoughts. I'm sure people reading this may very well, but I don't. I've made it clear on several occasions that I believe that we are merely made up of our experiences, and obviously exposure to such things probably has had some impact on me. Yet, I enjoy my seemingly random strings of thought. Do you ever find your self happy living inside your own head? Perhaps this life of half isolation that I've been living has had some negative effects on me. Yet lately I find myself quite content in my own head.

I remember in college I had tendencies to laugh at my own jokes, or alternative views of reality that I might imagine in my head. Few people would actually notice, but when they did it was always sort of awkward sometimes trying to explain. As inevitably it never quite came out as funny as it was in my head. There was one friend though in College who would always encourage me to share what I was thinking, I got so used to sharing that now that I don't... just feels strange sometimes. Since I was encouraged, I think its made me day dream even more. Without having an outlet made me sort of depressed for a while, but I think I've become comfortable with it again. I've chosen to be quite happy lately, and it's been good :)

I do believe that we make out own happiness, and naturally we need to have both good days and bad. Perhaps I'm only speaking for myself, but there are certain days where I'm unhappy because I chose to be.

The other day I thought about writing a blog post with whatever entered my mind at the time. Just a little stream of thought from the world I live in everyday. While I'm sure it may seem like random babbling, I think we all need to be more in touch with our own inner ranter; and to truly understand someone else... perhaps we need to hear how the world is perceived in their eyes.

I thought about all of this on my way to another french outing, and how if I were to ever write a book about my perceptions about life living in Montreal; I may call it "An American living in Montreal." Although it's still unknown as to how long my stay here will actually be, and of course there comes the question of actually ambition to do so.

One thing is for certain though... If you see me in a seemingly mundane environment, and catch me trying to hide a smile. I very well may be thinking of a random act of violence...



(Disclaimer: I don't actually always think about random acts of violence, nor do I have any intention on hurting anyone. The point was to talk about random thoughts, and well this post is certainly full of them)