Wednesday, March 13, 2013

some thoughts

I have these moments sometimes--when I'm in the middle of doing something silly or menial--like doing the dishes, watching Samurai Jack, or systematically demolishing a pint of non-dairy ice cream--that I remember that I am alive, breathing, and could die at any moment.

Does that ever happen to you?

It's like a lot of the time I am lulled into a sort of complacency and am occasionally shaken back awake.

I've probably talked about this before (this blog is full of too much of my blathering to check and make sure right now, so I'll just pretend I haven't) but I thought about it again today.

It's amazing that anyone really gets through life at all--because when I have those moments, they sort of knock the wind out of me. You wonder how anyone makes plans for the future when there's those soul-crushing moments of realizing you exist, and this is it. This is your life.



And then I flip through something like this, and wonder how anyone manages to pick themselves up after something like this happens to them.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, though I often disparage the human race, we should get points just for getting through the day. It's easy to forget that everyone around you has a story, that everyone is fighting some kind of invisible war.

And that's just an individual thing. I mean, forget worrying about the earth potentially being destroyed or sea lions dying or women being oppressed or the heinous systemic racism that is rampant in our society. It's hard enough to just get up in the morning and go about the business of living your freaking life.


So give yourself a pat on the back for trying to wade through life's sea of obstacles.

Hooray!

Sunday, March 10, 2013


this song...