Sunday, 18 November 2012

Do yourself a favour and come undone...

Tongue numb, foggy, always on the verge of sweating, fidgeting, too hungry, too full, can't sleep, can't seem to wake up. This is the state of a girl on edge, with too much weighing on her mind. She stays on top and ahead of the game, but at a price. There's a franticness to her pace and she longs to stop, drop her head over her knees and begin a sun salutation. The city is not generous with time. Even so, there are moments of solace in the rat race and when they come, they deliver hard. These are the moments she lives for. The call from her "person", the latte right before an important meeting, waking up naturally - no alarm. Tiny little investments in the soul.
30 is a very cool age to be. You're less willing to beat around the bush, able to drink with grace (most of the time), have zero time for assholes, know how to play the "game," better at being a good kid, and realizing it's usually not about you. These are the things that 30 years can teach you. Oh, and the importance of laughter. People need to smile more, laugh more, jesus. Big, all consuming, overwhelming laughs!! Now that's euphoria. What you laugh at is up to you but there's no shortage of raw material. Look around. The Kardashians are taking over the PLANET, Rob Ford is mayor of Toronto, animals have designer coats, paper money has been turned into plastic as we face the decay of planet Earth, and two words: Larry David. Your other option is to add to the billions of tears in the well and cry out in despair, but that's so predictable. I dare you to get out of your car that's currently lodged in traffic on the 401 eastbound and go have some fucking fun. Go play pinball at an arcade, join a dating website, go swimming in Lake Ontario (nothing will eat or disease you), surround yourself with animals, jump on a trampoline, loosen up your tie and your pants and the gel in your hair and run with wild abandon. Do as many sun salutations as you can, ideally in the sun. Paint your toenails or your girlfriend's toenails or a fence. Climb something or scale something and rediscover what innocence and curiosity mean. LAUGH. That is all. But you won't.


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