A Daily Life That Might Not Be So Trivial ~@Trivial stand.fm~
I've been immersed in Stand.fm yesterday and today.
If this were alcohol, I'd definitely have a hangover.
The origin of this story is here↓
Chabohachi-san shared their thoughts on close friends on note.
When my son first stopped going to school, I was very distressed, and I often worried and cried. What healed me during those times was, after all, laughter. I was able to feel energized by Stand.fm, where I chatted at lunchtime with people I became friends with on note.
On nights when I can't sleep, I listen to trivial talk. That feeling of people just having a normal conversation, occasionally hearing laughter... I find conversations that sound like people talking on the street or on the phone incredibly calming.
I value trivial and silly talk. I know that it truly has the power to heal you from the bottom of your heart and make you feel better.
Trivial talk is not trivial at all! That is what I think. It has the power to make people feel better.
And here is the second person who responded to that↓
In real-life relationships in daily life, even if a close friend offers kind encouragement, sometimes you end up comparing yourself to others and feeling even more distressed.
Sometimes it's easier to maintain yourself if there's a place where you can talk about trivial things that have nothing to do with your daily life.
It seems that for such places, trivial content that you can listen to in a relaxed way is sometimes more suitable than content that is valuable.
A streaming relay began with the name "@Trivial".
Initially, Urimo-san was the only one who expressed disapproval of the phrase "trivial." When told, "We're going with '@Trivial,' so why don't you just do it with a name you like, Urimo-san?" I wondered what name they would choose, but they pulled a stunt by being the first to use "@Trivial."
What a trivial person.
While talking about trivial things using such analogies, my own assumptions, thorns, and fixations started to become visible.
When I was laughing, I felt like those thorns and fixations were popping out.
Laughing and talking to people is really important, isn't it?
I covered my whole body in sand, dug a deep hole in the sandy ground, and spent forever pouring seawater I'd scooped up from the shoreline into that hole.
Whenever I saw a tree with nice branches, I couldn't help but climb it, and I'd get so absorbed that I'd realize I was at a height I couldn't climb down from and end up crying.
To pick the deepest purple Chinese milk vetch, I'd hop from one rice field to another, picking them intently, only to get scolded for trampling through them.
I have no idea what it was for, but I'd compete with my friends to find the best-shaped pebbles, only to end up getting lost.
When I look back at the things I was so absorbed in as a child, I find myself tilting my head and wondering, 'Why on earth did I do that?' It didn't matter what the reason or result was; I was just being single-minded about what was right in front of me, that's all.
It seems I enjoy intentionally obsessing over trivial, insignificant things, and making a fuss about them or trying them out.
It's a bit late to realize this, but I've noticed that this has been the theme of almost all my articles so far.
And yesterday and today, I've been all about Stand.fm live streams. I've been typing away in the comments or just talking about whatever comes to mind, and before I knew it, I was drenched in sweat.
私は汗水たらして何をやっているんだろう。The moment I suddenly come back to my senses is amusing.
When I'm at a cafe alone, in my car, or in a hospital waiting room, I sometimes find myself listening to the trivial conversations of strangers that I happen to overhear.
It's not like it's a conversation with any particular benefit, or just small talk between people I don't know and have absolutely no connection to, but before I know it, I've ended up killing time just listening to them.
When my head is full of work or the miscellaneous tasks of daily life, and I'm feeling tired or stressed, peeking into someone else's trivial daily life can sometimes act as a ventilation for my own heart.
Is that the benefit of it being so trivial, I wonder?
This happened after I was listening to Chabo-hachi-san repeatedly say, 'Trivial stories are just fine!' while laughing.
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It really, truly is trivial, so I won't write 'please listen to this'.