I don’t know why society as a whole seems to lose its mind in the Summer. Bad things happen all year round, but when I see evil and unkindness at their worst, it’s usually on a beautiful day in Summer. A day when you would think that there is nothing wrong in the world, and then the news media brings you down.
Trying to get away from the horror of real life can be very difficult for most of us. We have real experiences with violence or illness in our past or present, and we have real worries that so easily sidetrack us and steal our joy.
But, when we hear the rhetoric start about wrongs done to others, and how nothing changes, we lose perspective. No matter how resilient we may be, we lose perspective because the NOW is in our face, bringing us down.
I don’t believe we were meant to live in anger or fear, hatred or pain. I truly feel we were meant to find a way to live in peace and joy, regardless of how infantile and fantasy-like that may seem.
I’ll watch 5,001 things to distract myself while trying to keep mobile and pack two boxes a day (my promise to myself to accomplish this upcoming move), and so far today, I’ve been out to lunch with a former boss (lovely woman, who at 80 is afraid that she’s losing her sharpness – I’ve not got any answers for her, either). Coming home, I was drained and needed a nap.
3 hours later, I’m up and trying again, but now it’s too hot. I am still sapped for energy, and I need something to get my attention without distracting me from my assigned task. Let me assure you, the documentation, “Tabloid – the Joyce McKinney Story” was not the film to pick as a lightweight distraction.
Entertaining? Yes, in a Jerry Springer kind of “can’t-look-away-from-the-crash” kind of way.
Worthwhile waste of my time? Nope.
Her narcissistic insanity brought me right back to where I started. This world is all crazy. We’ve given the crazies the keys to the lunatic bin, and we need to look elsewhere for asylum for ourselves. I needed a nap more than ever, after sitting through lunch and listening to this woman’s self-serving, horrific chain of events of what she did to someone else. A true narcissist, for not understanding that anyone could make choices that she didn’t agree with, and which didn’t allow her to control their lives. Sad.
So, still grasping at straws, I looked for a comedy to help distract me as I tried to be productive and get things done. I could have watched the Beatles’ “HARD DAYS NIGHT” musical once again, but hopefully I would find something new to make me laugh with them vs. at them. Distraction, but, in a good way.
Trevor Noah’s, “You Laugh” shows us the true absurdity of life. And I didn’t feel dirty after learning his story of survival and coping. At the end of the day, life is what it is, and how we choose to make it work for us is the only thing we have going in our own favor.
Again, I couldn’t look away, but in a good way. I was grasping at straws to find happiness, and Trevor delivered. He reminded me that life makes no sense at all. That I’m relatively safe. Relatively sane. Well-fed and sheltered, and that everything will be ok. I just have to not allow it to harsh my mellow and bring me down.
Easier said than done some days compared to others, but I’m grateful for his gift of sanity and laughter. I think I found a few more straws, and can now hold on for a little while longer.