I could be dead in some ditch.
But somehow I’m not.
I could have pain that crushes my will.
But for some reason I don’t.
I could have contracted some disease or watched someone close slip away to one.
But those things just haven’t happened yet.
And they might never, though I think that’s unlikely.
I could have any number of struggles, infirmities and torments.
But I know that I live a charmed life. No one’s life is hanging in the balance of my biggest problem.
I know I’m not the first person to recognize this. I just thought I’d say it again in case it’s been a while since it had been said last. Perhaps that’s part of the gig. Once you have a realization, you’re required to share it to keep it going.
(The first rule of Onceyouhavearealizationyourerequiredtoshareittokeepitgoing Club is don’t talk about Onceyouhavearealizationyourerequir…)
This is good for me to be reminded of when I get annoyed by mild automotive traffic. Or when someone says something and I don’t like the way it sounds. Maybe it helps cool things off when those same things start to steam.
Some things are only as bad as we make them. What can they really do that we don’t allow them to?
And it could always be worse.
We could be dead in some ditch.
