The king of Junk

Insensitive Sensibility

I had a date with my favorite friend, Tommy. (She's been on my favorite list for about 8 years.)
Our date itinerary was like this; Going to see STOMP, visiting book store to see where to hang out, walking around Jiyu-Gaoka, Dancing at Bon-Odori festival, eating & drinking & chatting with bartender & owner of a brand-new cafe (restaurant? bar?), and lots of silly talks.

STOMP is also my favorite. (It's been on my favorite list for 7 years, Yay!)
I've seen this performance 4 times before, and this is my 5th time to catch a STOMP fever.
The performance was absolutely great as usual, I can't think of any other stage performance which is better than STOMP. I love it THAT MUCH. I swear.

Yet...
I found out something very sad, and something I have to face & hate to face....
I remember the first time I saw STOMP, I was almost crying by the power of performers, and my heart was waved by the excitement of audience.
I couldn't even believe that my existence was a part of this atomsphere in the hall.
I got fascinated by everything. Everything I saw, I felt, and I experienced.

But the fascination by STOMP has been faded away little by little, as the number of times I see STOMP increased.
I guess it might be beacuse I am getting older and have used to this performance too much.
Because I can imagine & expect what it would be like, I don't get so surprised or inspired by them as much as I used to before....I found out that the cap of my emotion-bottle in my mind has become a bit tight...
When I was a child, I used to cry a lot with sad movies, sad dramas, sad books, because the cap was easily opened by all phenomena around me.
But now that I'm older, my sadness is more easily dismissed.
My emotion-bottle is now too insensitive to let the cap popped up.
This is true. I AM GETTING INSENSITIVE.

I hate to admit it... but this is true.
This is a proof of my growth.
But in an optimistic perspective, the range of your interests and options of your activities can be extended as you get older.
(I guess my hypothesis is right, since I get to see more interesting people as I get older.)
So... probably there are more and more things in this world that can please my sensibility.
Let's hope there are.
I won't give up nourishing my sensibility no matter how old I become!!!

posted by junkoba @ 12:06 AM