Seesaw

How peculiar would it be to be browsing around in a flea market, minding your own business, and come across a picture of yourself? Imagine how much more eerie that might be if that flea market were in another country – one that you had never visited before.



This was my dream.


In the Polaroid, I am teetering in the air on one half of a seesaw. My face is beaming and I’m laughing, swallowing gulps of air as I rise towards the sky. The photo is taken at an angle which captures me in perfect perpendicularity to the ground; so I feel, looking at it that my playmate, who is absent from the snapshot, is a friend. You’ll understand my friendship theory, and how different my expression might have been if you’ve ever been on a seesaw with someone who is NOT your friend, who weighs twice as much as you do, and holds you in the air at a forty-five degree angle until you contemplate jumping, only to quickly dismount so that you come crashing to the ground. Hard.


Seesaws are a simple example of a mechanical system with two equilibrium positions. One side is stable, while the other is unstable. I’ve been getting back to the basic concepts of happiness that I’ve known for many years, but that I somehow had forgotten – which include – knowing yourself and being balanced.


Keep your balance and make sure the person on the other side is a friend.






Bisous!