Mixed Feelings

Among all the connections we make, all the models, formulas and systems we use to explain coherences, that allow us to be part of something — is there a mood, or an atmosphere, so profound, so profane, banal, and everyday that enables this way of relating, in the first place?
— and if so, do we share it with others?

And, assuming that this everydayness is more than the walk to the cash machine, is it then not made up of more than just one single and subjective way of relating to the world? Is it not the everyday that opens up a social sphere as a shared atmosphere, mood, or emotion, a situation in which different individuals and things can meet and interact?

Is this mood hidden so well that we only notice it when it is ruptured? How do you realise that you’re in love? Can the everyday only be experienced as a deficient mode?

Searching for this experience is a bit like the tale of the hedgehog and the hare. Because, the everyday is always already there, from the moment we start looking for it, it withdraws from every attempt to define it, isolate it, grasp it.

So, if this mood remains inconceivable as an ‘everydayness’, is it then not the narrative, the image, the re-staging, and the cliché that reveal a periphery at whose edges this relation becomes something felt, something experienced?
— Is this the place where feelings mix?