Une question

This morning i felt a certain need of order in my runaway summer schedule, so i allotted 4 to 5 pm for yoga (in my invisible calendar) among other things. However, as one can see, i am here instead. Well, what can i say, i would do anything to find an excuse for not doing yoga, hehe :) But, but, it's so constant, and i am so impatient, it's not a good combination, not really! Hmm, having said that, in a few weeks i would be traveling abroad and yoga will be my only form of exercise so i think i can cut myself some slack. Je dis! Ohm...on a pristine rooftop in the land of yoga as sun comes up, i bend in sun salutation and inhale the fresh morning air... lol, yeah right! When do i ever see mr. sun come up? Je te demande!

My french is progressing nicely, almost done with the third chapter. I have also started to watch des films en français, as the whole second year will be based on studying french films of various genres. Oh, je ne peux pas attendre!

I have been pondering about a somewhat serious but ubiquitous question. Why is it so hard for the children to perceive their parents as human beings (with normal human tendencies and inclinations, by which i mean romantic and/or sexual urges, lol)? The very existence of a child is rooted in a particular human attribute, the very attribute whose existence they would like to deny. Ironic, or simply ostrich like? A contextual discrimination practised by the best of the people irrespective of their age, creed or background. Pourquoi?

Francesca (Bridges of the Madison County) simply shrugs it off by saying "I know children have a tendency to think of their parents as rather asexual" which precedes her unabashed depiction of her affair with Kincaid in a letter to her children. An affair she thought of as "too strong, too beautiful" to die with her.

Indeed i do not know of any answer to this question of mine. At either end of the human spectrum. But i will be damned if i let it rule my feelings or my actions.