cravings. I do not want, I want to .. how do I do without?! do not know how you see it, but I do not know give in to temptation. And it is not Wilde.
do not know how you live, but the cravings unexpected bloom in my head, magic, complete in their proposal. Bitches!
mean little things, precisely those that most I am thrilled to leave as they occur: a measure extremely precise, but at the same time irrational for the alternative method in which it is born.
happens that the other day I'm doing a hot shower and improvvisament, rising from nowhere, comes over me in desperate need of coffee.
But not a generic good cup of 100% Arabica blend, this is just a specific desire for one cup of a foamy fumente and stained Vogue Bar (but do not want to elaborate in detail, each takes his coffee, his bar , its barrista, and you'll understand).
Cock what is here are totally fascinated! Not you?
words mean: in which hidden corner of our brain is activated
the synapse that triggers all this? I'll have you ever really wondered? And can you resist or succumb to it as soon as possible?
These dynamics from the scientific perspective are completely unknown to me, as I imagine that you're reading, but for this will inevitably end up with snoop well inside.
Returning to the coffee bar, a good visual
appeared to me the whole sky of the scene: the setting, the people, the red marble bar, the light beam, newspapers splashed with jam and sugar open and crumpled up ltavolo veil and the image of the plumes of smoke rose straight from the cup to my nose.
A hearing
maybe he felt the rebound of the ceramic ring of the dish on the counter, or at least two blows on the handle of the grinder in order to bring the mixture toasted. A kinesthetic
then it would have been overwhelmed by the aroma virtual mixed smell of pastry, from the sensation of contact between cup and lip and pungent air of enchantment is broken, just push with your hands the doors of the bar.
Each synapse has its own switches, light, was inevitable. But what I wonder is why it happens at that moment and not in others, and why it happens? This is a real mystery.
I do not think the situations are closely linked to gold and devious world of marketing, the dynamics that sometimes I can read and better target. This is just
cravings small, often free and almost always completely disconnected with what is being done at that time.
desire to play football in the rain to hear the voice of that friend, to review the scene of the movie. Or, the desire to open the newspaper and the first to hear that senzasione of paper and ink on his fingers, talking to mom, swimming, walking fumandosi a cigarette.
cool, no doubt about it. But how the heck are born, they blessed desires that make us all different and so unpredictable? That trigger the "active"?! Bah!
And "I do not want? But do you realize how much energy we spend and how many bales
invent the sole purpose to avoid doing things that we should, but we do not want to do? But perhaps this is another matter. From
tell your little, crazy, inevitable cravings, which often fight and to which you surrender sweetly. But most of all where you are generating, what is your trigger? And if you've never thought .. Well do it! There's a world behind!
That afternoon, out of breath in the shower, I was naturally and inevitably late. Late for an appointment, dinner, or I do not even know that, but, as always,
late .
Yet, going on the race car, I found myself allungarel'itinerario purpose and then, once parked, went down quietly in spite of this delay did grow further. I wanted to savor
the scene.
And like I have tasted that coffee!
Finally, the usual charming small lie has "covered" (so to speak, now those are real sketching between me and the unfortunate duty to be found waiting for me, gentle sex included!) Fled out of the hands good half hour.
You'd really? I had just "taken the desire "!
