invitation – In my world

There are a couple of yikes factors. I entered this Gurushots photo challenge by mistake. As always, I was only supposed to participate in the challenge and not enter the exhibition. The entrance fee for the photo exhibition was about 9 euros. But what was done is done. I entered with 4 photos, and this got the most votes. So now I’ve been selected to be one of the over 1000 digital photos to be displayed in the exhibition. I got an invitation to the opening night in November in India. But of course I won’t go. I’m just happy to be part of the photo exhibition.

a heart shaped keyhole on an old wooden door — Photo: Yours truly, 2025. Taken with Canon EOS 40D

The other yikes factor is that my birthday is around the corner, on June 2. How time goes fast. In two years, I’m turning the big 5 0. That’s even more yikes, but I prefer not to think that far ahead. Age is nothing but a number anyway. I won’t be celebrating that day, but the next day. I will see Duran Duran in concert for the second time. This time, it’s indoors, so there won’t be weather problems like it was in 2022. That was a wet one, but I still had a good time. I can’t wait for this one. I’ve got a good seat. Or it’s standing since it’s on the floor.

The most yikes factor is the Kylie Minogue concert on June 23. It’s in a more difficult place to get to. First, I need to drive to Espoo, Finland, to the hotel and then take the tube from the hotel to the concert hall. I have never been in that part of the country. It’s close to Helsinki, but there was too much hustle with public transport from there, so I decided to go by car. At least then I don’t need to go by schedule. That’s going to be another travelling adventure.

breakdancer on his head

I’m one of those introverts that would never attend parties. I hate them. There’s too many drunk people and too noisy. You can’t have decent conversation and I don’t like shouting and repeating myself. I’m glad I haven’t received an invitation to one. I did once but I declined. It was one of those “let’s get drunk” parties. I just never liked parties. Discos in school was a nightmare. My kind of fun is watching movies, listening to music, taking a walk and calm things like that. Some people might think that’s boring but that’s better than spend time with a bunch of weirdos who can’t have fun without alcohol. Parties bores me to tears. I like one on one discussions and especially when you have something in common with them which doesn’t happen very often. I’m not into dancing and the only time I do it is alone where no one can see. I embarrass easily and try to avoid invitations. There would never be any either since I don’t have friends to spent time with. They would probably just want to socialize and meet the opposite sex for all I know. People drain me and when I finally get home, I feel more relaxed. I like being alone in public places. Even if I like meeting new people, I still need time alone to rewind.

The best invitation is an invitation to nowhere. I would definitely go. I’m actually already invited myself to nowhere. To a world of my own. In a way internet is a place to nowhere. As long as you have internet you can go to places from your own home and you don’t even need any warm clothes on. Sitting naked in your living room or whatever you fancy and no one will know. If I never got invited anywhere ever again I wouldn’t mind. If I invited someone it would be someone special and someone I know well.

People who put invitations online is looking for trouble. Some have put birthday party invitations on Facebook and somehow it has leaked. Then hell breaks loose. Where are all those cards you gave to your friends that you made yourself? No strangers arrived and you could have a peaceful party. Now it’s all over social media. Nothing is sacred anymore. Even the slightest information is online. Then people whine about how their privacy is violated. I’m not invited any of you to my house (or flat in my case) The only time I’m inviting strangers is to my blog. Here anyone can come and read. Even those who send spam to my inbox. I rather not have any of those but we can’t all be choosers.