Or possibly sadness. It has occurred to me that it may be a lifetime until the cycle of life turns back to the point when wearing pajamas in the afternoon and doing jack crap all day is totally acceptable. It's called retirement.
But for now I have that once in a lifetime combination of freedom and youth. The world is my oyster really, I can do what I want when I want and not have to worry about responsibilities. Unfortunately my life is only small victories. Carpe diem never really occurs to me like it does to fictional boarding school boys. See, I think its exciting that I can piss my money away on signed albums and shit online to the point where I could carry my life savings around me and wouldn't be bothered too much if I got robbed. I can drink chai tea instead of water and no one cares. I could forget to go grocery shopping and make microwave omelette's with nothing in them for dinner and not be beaten by an hungry husband. I can spend the day reading magazines and feel productive.
It's actually really sad that the world is my oyster and I'm eating plankton. I mean shit, I could go out and help blind people. I could reach my goal weight. I could read every single popular penguin and totally think I'm top shit. I could learn Serbian-Croat and tell Milan Stankovich how much I love him and think he should have won last year's Eurovision in his native tongue. I could stop watching Dirty Dancing and maybe go out and learn some snazzy Latino inspired 60's grooves and totally get why it's so hilarious that Baby couldn't even do the Meringue.
It is a goal from now on to actually have goals. And maybe achieve them too. But hey baby steps right? If I'm going to seize the day I'm starting tomorrow. I'm going to wake up at 5am, take my dog down to the lake, sit on the jetty and watch the sun rise over the mountains and breathe in that country air - because my biggest goal of all is to live for the now. I suggest you do the same. Carpe Diem!!
you are amazing.
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