苦手

暑いのか、肌寒いのか、最近よくわからない。寒暖の感覚がおかしくなっているようで、夜暑いと思って窓を開けたら、そのうち肌寒くなって、かと思うと、昼間の風は涼しくないから、エアコンをかけると肌寒くて喉が痛くなったり、寝る時は朝方肌寒くなるかもしれないと思い、着込んで寝ると、無意識に暑かったのだろう、いつの間か脱いでいるし。

そんな感覚なんかいい加減なものだなと、それに付き合って振り回されているのも結構面白い。

感覚に言葉をつけたり、言葉を感覚で表現したり、感覚と言葉の間を行ったり来たり、そこに造形が入ってくるから、ややこしく、さらに、経験が幅を利かせてくるから、悪魔のささやきが聞こえてくるから、もうその辺が落とし所じゃないのと。

そう何事にも〆切があるから、まとめることが大事、ただ、まとめることはいつでもできるからと、そうすると相手に伝えることが疎かになる、一番自分にストレスが無いバランスをその都度見つけるのが苦手だなと、いつも思う。

"Not good"

I do not know well lately whether it is hot or chilly. When I open the window when I think it's hot at night, it feels chilly when I think it's hot in the daytime, so the wind in the daytime doesn't cool, so it's chilly and throat hurts when I turn on the air conditioner, I think it might get chilly in the morning when I go to bed, and when I got in and go to bed, I might have been unconsciously hot, and I'm taking off for some time.

It is also quite interesting that it is being swayed along with it that such feeling is kind of sloppy.

Because words are added to the senses, words are expressed with the senses, and back and forth between the senses and the words, there are shapes coming in there, so it is complicated, and because the experience brings in the width, the devil's I hear a whisper, so that area is no longer a dropout place.

So there is a limit to everything, so it's important to put it together, just because you can always put it together and you don't know how to tell it to others, it's not good to find the most stress free balance for yourself each time I always think.