I'm all warm inside and intoxicating. Yay! Typically I am not a glass of bourbon. More like a gin and tonic. Cold and slightly bitter but still awesome.
I blame Christmas.
And it's soooooo close.
My Christmas shopping has not gone as smoothly as I had anticipated and yesterday I felt an all too familiar feeling that I had not experienced in well over a year. Rage. Just kidding. I felt two things. Rage and hatred.
Rage and hatred are two of the most deceiving and useless emotions us silly humanzzz allow ourselves to let in. With me, my inherent love for exaggeration can make the most trivial thing become that proverbial molehill. And that's ok because the good news is that when I sit back and think, rage and hatred simply becomes an annoyance and pity. Two very real and healthy feelings. Not rage, an exhaustive waste of energy. Hatred, think about it. Do you ACTUALLY hate anyone? I don't. I feel really sorry for people which can often lead to being taken advantage of. That "rage" I'm feeling is actually being disappointed and ashamed at myself for allowing myself to be made a fool of again. Hell hath no fury like the morally superior being had.
Ah the feelings that feel the feelers.
So the other day I was once again reminded of how fleeting life is. And fragile. Healthy folks can have their lives taken on a dime and while this simply isn't fair it is also without prejudice and can come without a shred of warning. My own mortality is often at the back of my mind. (But thanks, Martin, for that ciggie!) and that scares me. But what scares me most is the idea that I have wasted minutes of this life of mine on things that do not matter when I have so much in front me.
Like the Sunday night potluck
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HOMEMADE RAMEN!!!!
Chatter and good food always puts things into perspective. Being around healthy, kind and interesting folks always serves as a reminder of how lucky we are. So,
I'm a glass of Bourbon.
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