Turtle Person

There was a period in my life I used to discuss with a friend about really ethical/philosophical/open-minded stuff almost all the time we were together. After a long time doing this, I just got tired of discussing and talking. It suddenly made no sense to me to keep talking and discussing as if that would radically change the world. I'm honestly grateful for the precious times we talked whole evenings long about the most sensible and senseless stuff, but in the end I guess I really liked to be alone with my own thoughts.

I was thinking about this when I read the next lines:

"We talk too much", he said with an unusual seriousness. "That sensible talking has no value at all, not one. With that you get the further and more distant of yourself and that's a shame. You should be able to crawl back into yourself, like a turtle."* - from Demian by Hermann Hesse

Even now when people keep stressing their own opinions I don't agree with, I let them. Ignorance is bliss, after all.

When people repeating their opinions trying to convince me, I only get more suspicious. I start thinking they must be after something, appreciation or something, and with that, the opposite of what they say seems more likely to be true.

I guess I am a turtle person. I actually use to have a turtle. Her name is Dino, she is a red-eared slider and she lives with my mom now.

* roughly translated from the dutch version: "We praten te veel", zei hij met ongewone ernst. "Dat verstandige gepraat heeft helemaal geen waarde, geen enkele. Je raakt daardoor hoe langer hoe meer verwijderd van jezelf en dat is een zonde. Je moet helemaal in jezelf weg kunnen kruipen, net als een schildpad."