I made an ass of myself on the Facebook yesterday. It’s not the first time, nor will it be the last.
It was just a difficult day, the type of day where everything rises to the level of a pebble in your shoe. Nothing really hurt, but everything seemed to slow me down and was super annoying.
At one point, three people stood at the end of an aisle at Publix. They weren’t looking at anything, but to start, they weren’t looking at me. Or doing anything. They were just standing there. Like a big, dumb picket fence.
There are a lot of ways to deal with that. You could say excuse me. You could go around. I chose to just stand there while they figured out what to do. One of them looked at me and said, “Well, go!”
“I’m trying to go there.” I pointed behind them, like an ass. Then I crabbed something about situational awareness as I went up the aisle.
Fact is, I’ve been spending too much time in my head lately. It’s easy to do when you’re housebound. Between hurting my heel and not feeling that great, and as of this morning, my left hip hurting, I’m not running.
So my life is pretty damn annoying just now.
There’s a lot of first person in there. And that creates a wonderful tunnel to limit my vision.
I could get angry at myself and say, “I must immediately stop being so damned selfish. Anyone can see there are people out there who have it a lot worse than me. Relatively speaking, I have nothing–nothing–to complain about. I need to get my head out of my ass immediately and stop being an asshole.”
Which would also make it about me.
I do have stuff to complain about. I’m stressed and lonely and bordering on depression–kinda like you maybe.
So maybe a better way is to just take a breath. Acknowledge that things are difficult, and move forward. Say something nice to someone. Look at some flowers. Find that really cool cloud formation.
Maybe take a day away from the news of the day.
I know, there are huge injustices out there and if you aren’t part of the solution, you’re the problem. But name the leader–Jesus, Gandhi, Martin Luther King–they all took a little time.
Even Superman had the fortress of solitude.
This isn’t going away any time soon–any of it. So maybe you need to be kind to you and take a minute.
Take a rest. Do something stupid. Laugh at a dumb joke.
The world’ll be here when you get back.