Sunday, July 28, 2013

Shit Happens





Shit Happens

I think we all have a tendency to feel sorry for ourselves from time to time. Me? Oh, I can pull off a day of self-pity with the best of any sad sack in the woe-is-me crowd. Sometimes, I think it's therapeutic, because I always end up realising how much I have to be grateful for.

I guess life inevitably has its little ups and downs. I think the trick is to move through the "downs" as quickly as possible and to enjoy the "ups" for as long as possible.

Feeling blue is a part of being a whole person. People who always seem up, always seem cheery and on top of the world, are really only living half a life. Without a little misery, how does one know the height of happiness? Chronically depressed people are emotionally flat-lined, but so are chronically happy people. Same neurosis, really, and one is as tedious as the other. Call me moody if you must, but I like a little variety in my life.

Today, I feel great and have felt great for quite some time. Is there a pain-in-the-ass kind of day coming? Absolutely. But so what? Knowledge is power, and knowing that life is not always a bed of roses prepares you for those bad days.

Life isn't always going to be perfect. "Shit happens," as they say. You just have to remember that, in the big picture, you're better than some of the crap you have to deal with, whether it be personal or connected to the big, old, confusing world out there.

Just have a good wipe, flush the cosmic toilet, and move on to better thoughts and things.

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