An unfortunate life.
I live a rather interesting life. Some might say, a difficult life. I'm not one of those people good things happen to. Not often. Not ever. People don't send me things or give me presents. I've no Aunt Bertha that will ever leave me her estate. I'll never win a lottery. I don't get a tax return. I was even one of the few people who didn't get a stimulus check from Uncle Sam. I'm not complaining. It's just the way things are. Thankfully, I don't ask for much in this world. Thankfully as well, I am very good at maneuvering through an unfortunate life. See, I don't get "good news". I deal with varying degrees of "bad news". I can't even remember the last time I was given a pleasant surprise that wasn't simply that the "bad news" wasn't as bad as I'd anticipated. Now, don't go feeling sorry for me. You'd just be wasting your time. Things are what they are and there are certainly people with more difficult lives than mine. While I imagine that most people would rather chew off their own legs than live the life I live, I'm actually decently happy (All things considered.) and quite content.
Every life is different and every path unique. I don't imagine that "fate" is out to get me or that I'm somehow "unlucky". Life is just what it is. The truth is that I'm sure I'm the one to blame. Not partially, but entirely. I'm just not sure HOW I'm to blame, but I'm still sure that I am. The consequences of ever truly believing that "fate" had it in for me is a bit scary. Terrifying really, the thought that some shadowy fate was chasing me down laughing manically each time I stumble and fall. Each time I'm tripped or slip. I think I'd rather believe that I have some sort of control over my life, even if it isn't really true.
What I don't understand is why so many people are so miserable. Life isn't so bad. Not even when it is.
Now, I KNOW what you're thinking - This guy is really depressed. But I'm not. Not at all. As a matter-of-fact, I'm feeling pretty good, if perhaps a little bored and tired. Still, that said ... I would LOVE some good news.
Every life is different and every path unique. I don't imagine that "fate" is out to get me or that I'm somehow "unlucky". Life is just what it is. The truth is that I'm sure I'm the one to blame. Not partially, but entirely. I'm just not sure HOW I'm to blame, but I'm still sure that I am. The consequences of ever truly believing that "fate" had it in for me is a bit scary. Terrifying really, the thought that some shadowy fate was chasing me down laughing manically each time I stumble and fall. Each time I'm tripped or slip. I think I'd rather believe that I have some sort of control over my life, even if it isn't really true.
What I don't understand is why so many people are so miserable. Life isn't so bad. Not even when it is.
Now, I KNOW what you're thinking - This guy is really depressed. But I'm not. Not at all. As a matter-of-fact, I'm feeling pretty good, if perhaps a little bored and tired. Still, that said ... I would LOVE some good news.



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