This past weekend, I was invited to attend a party in Brooklyn at the House of Yes. If you don't know anything about this particular venue, I suggest looking it up (very cool space). The event this past Friday was called "foreplay". The first half of the night was an interactive showcase of sorts, and the second half, they opened up every room for dancing and etcetera. The theme of the night was exactly as it sounds... Foreplay-ish! A lot of people were dressed the part (scantily clad). Not to give it all away, but this place gets pretty crazy if I do say so myself. The show had performances with aerialists, silk rope climbers, naked people dancing around the room and on top of the bars, all sorts of wildness.... To the un-jaded eye that is. For a person like me, the stuff going on was pretty cool, but nothing I hadn't seen before honestly. Living in this darn city, it's hard to be enthralled by much! This got me to thinking, how can we become UN-jaded?
My jadedness most likely began when I moved to New York. Detroit happens to be a very reserved and 'behind closed doors' type of city. Nothing crazy really went on, and when it did, it was a huge deal. Maybe that's why I never really fit in there. I was always looking for more. Something extravagant. Something not so mundane in my everyday life. Coming to NYC was like going to the ocean on a hot day in summer, and letting that first wave of water hit you. It's cold as hell! You almost wanna get the heck out because it's too much, but you keep letting the water splash at your feet. Then, you start getting use to the lower temperature. You want to go in a bit further. Before you know it, you are frolicking around and having a blast. Beckoning to all of your other friends reassuring them that it's "not that bad". I admit, being exposed to everything that I have been exposed to while living here, has made my shock value register significantly plummet. I could see two people having sex in the middle of the day on the Uptown A train and not bat an eye (which I actually have seen, and didn't).
Being jaded has also crept it's way into other areas of my life. Food for example. Up until about 3 years ago, I had never had sushi. I went a bit off the deep end and started eating sushi very often. I saved up a bunch of money one time so I could go to the world famous Nobu. It was awesome! I have since been to Nobu probably about 5 or 6 times ... And frankly, it's quite Blasé now (first world problems, I know I know). However, I find that sometimes when I eat a dollar packet of ramen, and I jazz it up real nice, it's the best thing in the world! So I suppose all hope is not lost.
The concept of being jaded often comes about by over exposure. I'm sure if I were to do just about ANYthing every single day, I'd grow quite bored of it. But I do know that if you like something, you may actually WANT to do it everyday, or maybe even constantly push the limits and see how much more you can take or handle. Kind of reminds me of a drug addict. Or even an adrenaline junkie (which reminds me of the movie Crank 2. Hilarious and very out there). I don't necessarily think I've reached THAT point, but it's important to know the signs before it gets that far.
Yesterday I did do something really fun, which helped the Un-jading process a bit. The sweltering summer sun made it a perfect beach day. Also, all of my flight attendant friends just so happened to be off work and in NYC! Everybody rounded up and headed to Coney Island (which now makes me immediately think of Mr. Robot). We got there kinda late, just as the sun was beginning to set. I usually never go to Coney Island because it's super crowded and kinda touristy. I'm more of a tranquil Far Rockaway kinda girl. Ashleigh had the idea of going on a roller coaster. My first mind was saying heck no. I hadn't been on a roller coaster in years first of all, and second of all, standing in line and paying money for less than a minute of a few ups and downs...meh. However, after a few swigs of water bottle disguised rum, I said why not. The roller coaster was actually really freakin fun! I honestly didn't think it would make me scream like that. Perhaps it was the fact that I kept thinking of that scene from Final Destination. Anywho, after coming out of it alive, it was like a breath of fresh air! I was born again!
I know this is turning into kind of a long post, but the fact of the matter is, I'm still a bit conflicted on the subject! Perhaps it is true though, refraining from things for a while can make them a bit more special. I always say, too much of a good thing is a bad thing. It's good to shake things up a bit and do things you don't normally do. Or NOT do things you ALWAYS do. Also, going back to simplicity at times of overstimulation can have a sort of resetting effect. Whatever the case may be, I can still learn to appreciate everything for what it is. Constant shock and stimulation can't be good for anyone in the long run. Sometimes I really do wonder how I would've turned out if I was born here. Let me know your thoughts people!
P.s. I actually would recommend the House of Yes to people who don't go out much. It is a really fun place with lots of interesting things to see. Since I'm an avid Box patron, performance wise, everything else is Disney.
P.p.s. Asheligh asked did I wanna go sky diving with her.... I said heck no!
P.p.p.s. I was actually thinking of doing a YouTube series called, "Meh" with Bretony. Still in the developmental stages though!