Ideas and certain reality

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The Festival of Tina started two years ago to make certain that I celebrated the first half century of my life in style then launched the second with a bang. It was so much fun I decided to keep it going indefinitely. But I admit that not all my ideas have become a reality.

You can go back to the very beginning to read about the time I was going to move to France. Or the time time I hung up my pink steel cap boots forever. These things may or may not have come to fruition.

But there is one thing that is certain. Totally, 120% certain.

I can’t rule anything in or out.

I mean, I used to hate oysters and I recently ate one. I also hate tequila but I still drank the free shots. So it is true that, even more so than death and taxes, ruling things in or out, is out.

Which is an enormous relief when you are my age and still don’t know what you want to be when you grow up. I feel like the answer could be nothing. Or something one day but not the next. Working from home bores me witless, but the idea of going back to an office or anyone telling me what to do, makes me want to stab myself in the eye with a fork.

And that, my friends, is what we call the shit sandwich on the Lazy Susan. And on the other side is the turd covered in sesame seeds.

So the only thing to do is to resort to my other pieces of great life advice:

  1. Just do nothing; and
  2. Lie to down on the lounge and the feelings will pass.

Ah. Light bulb moment. I have just discovered what I will be when I grow up. I will write motivational quotes.

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