Smile

A guy I knew died the other day. He was not a good friend, but he was someone I knew and had done some work with on a regular basis. I don't know how he died. I'd seen him a few weeks ago and he seemed fine but what the hell does that mean anyway?

This is not a post asking for sympathy for the writer. As I said, I knew him but I wouldn't call us pals.

This is a post to remind all of us, mostly me, to try to smile and enjoy a little bit of each day no matter how bad things might seem or how awful we might feel. I can get my mind wrapped up in the stupidest shit in the world (see yesterday's poem) and totally miss out on how wonderful my life really is right now. I have a job. It pays me well. I don't go wanting for much. I'm in the beginning phases of a relationship that if I just let happen could be a wonderful thing. It's so easy to focus on what I don't have in life. It's so easy to be a negative, cynical jerk. It's been my go to move for years.

I've done a lot in the last few years to stop that kind of self-destructive, self-loathing attitude but it can still creep back in on occasion. And I also can sabotage myself and I really hope I don't with this relationship. It has enough challenges without my crazy mind mucking things up more.

To get back on point, if you are reading this blog you probably for the most part are doing OK. We don't get a lot of time on this planet and for we rarely get to decide when we leave. Even if life hasn't worked out quite the way you wanted, embrace what you have instead of bemoaning what you don't. I know I will try.

Rambler Out.