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Emails keep on coming in from people and organisations that I do not know and I find myself unsubscribing from Newsletters that I never subscribed to in the first place. Doing so fills me with mixed feelings. On the one hand I feel like I am being silly, restrictive and limiting the news and possibly helpful information that may come my way but on the other hand I feel relieved and somewhat satisfied, like tidying my desk and ridding myself of unwanted clutter. I have just unsubscribed from three more this morning. How they get me onto their mailing lists in the first place I will never understand, although I am sure you do as you're probably more Internet literate than me.
Rather than the world feeling like a big place it seems to be getting smaller. I just sit here at my computer and all manner of worldly and tempting delights land on my screen. Sexy insurance deals, exotic ads for plumbing, more department store newsletters with the perfect outfit that will make me 'stand out in the crowd', the stress-busting holidays and the eye-make up that will make my masculine and aging eyes dazzle. How grateful I am that they remember me, and how grateful I am to be rid of them too.
Realising that my full Inbox does not mean that I am popular but simply a marked man is not such a pleasant notion. It's crazy when the 'people' sending me these wonderful Newsletters do not even know that I exist.
Receiving so many emails from people and organisations who do not even know me but because my email address is just one of their millions on a list makes me feel strangely anonymous, like sitting on the busy London Underground train where you need to squeeze yourself in with a shoe horn but no-one looks at you or is even aware of your presence. I both exist yet, do not exist all at the same time. Now I am a ghost; a whisp of a phantom sitting at my computer deleting messages sent by unknowns who know not of me either. I pinch myself and notice with pleasure that there is a slight pain. Good.
I am glad there are some real people coming today for Alexander Technique lessons. This is where we deal with real life situations, real postural problems, real muscular tensions and help eliminate the real harmful habits that cause so much discomfort and deterioration; I shall help them make real positive changes for themselves. I hear the door bell ring so this must be my next client......or was that bell just ringing in my imagination? Now I'm hearing things. I must go. See you later... :-)