Paradise Island
Mar. 12th, 2001 10:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
azuritePresent Tense Note: One of the reasons why I liked FreeOpenDiary back in 2001 was because it offered prompts for those days when you didn't really know what to say, but you felt you had to say SOMETHING. For this day, it asked a situation not unlike the ones I've read in "The Book of Questions." Actually, I ended up buying that book because I hoped it would inspire discussions and good entries for my journal. So here's one. It's about whether I would choose to go to paradise for a year, with the condition that I would have NO contact whatsoever with my friends or family. Do it, or no? Why?
The chance to go to paradise for a year, but have no contact with friends or family? Huh. I think for the me 3 years ago, that would have been a godsend. But me now, though I'm a little inverted, and "antisocial", I really depend on my friends, and I'd like to think they care about me too.
The thing I'm wondering is, do they know where I am? Do they think I've died, or would it be some other world, where I don't exist, and once the year is up, everyone knows me again? Then again, with no contact...
I agree with the person who said, "I'll take 'Hell, No' for $500, Alex." People depend on people, no matter how cynical they are.
It's like at birth, a creature makes an instant bond with whatever it sees first. Mammal babies will die without touch, cannot develop without love and affection. Why do you think abandoned children end up being psychotic criminals!?
So essentially, I'd say no way, because I need my friends. Dorkily enough, I think if we all tried hard enough, we could make our own paradise... somehow.
The chance to go to paradise for a year, but have no contact with friends or family? Huh. I think for the me 3 years ago, that would have been a godsend. But me now, though I'm a little inverted, and "antisocial", I really depend on my friends, and I'd like to think they care about me too.
The thing I'm wondering is, do they know where I am? Do they think I've died, or would it be some other world, where I don't exist, and once the year is up, everyone knows me again? Then again, with no contact...
I agree with the person who said, "I'll take 'Hell, No' for $500, Alex." People depend on people, no matter how cynical they are.
It's like at birth, a creature makes an instant bond with whatever it sees first. Mammal babies will die without touch, cannot develop without love and affection. Why do you think abandoned children end up being psychotic criminals!?
So essentially, I'd say no way, because I need my friends. Dorkily enough, I think if we all tried hard enough, we could make our own paradise... somehow.
