Some of this is because my head is always broken. Some is from how bleak the news has been lately and I tend to fixate on that stuff. When good things happen we tend to weigh them in a smaller way or compare them to others or to feel guilt for having good things happen because others in the world are suffering. But the good things are what make the world go around.
The good things are what give us strength to go on. The good things and good people are what make you realize that things are so much better than we think, and that life is both dark and disturbing but also brilliant and amazing. The tiny things add up. We carry the tiny bad things with us because they stick to our skin in painful ways but often we forget the tiny good things.
And the giant good things. You do it too. Tell me what brought you joy recently. Tell me of someone who inspires you. I need that. I think we all do. I cried a little. I am taking over the world. There are tiny bunnies hiding in the sea, you guys. And if there are sea bunnies out there then God knows what else is around the corner. Kittens that never grow up? A brownie that makes the plague go away?
This is Angel. She is the monkey. Someone come brush my hair and bring me kittens too. Puppies without buttholes would make the world a better place, for sure. In the meantime, bunny slugs will do the trick. I went to see my favorite performer three times in three days in three states. Might seem crazy to some, but I was in heaven for three days.
Something nice? And I think grown ups sometimes need to learn new things and be bad at them—especially when we tell our kids to do the same thing.
