In our daily lives, not much seems important. That coffee you drank this morning...the news you decided to watch with breakfast...the clothes you wore...
None of it really seems all that interesting.
And even if it all were interesting, the rest of our life wouldn't be very spectacular. We wouldn't be able to be as impressed with worldwide events, much less world domination by aliens. Our ability to undermine our daily tasks makes our brain able to focus on the important things in life. So maybe missing a few mundane things wouldn't be the end of the world. :)
Friday, July 31, 2015
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Coffee is my new religion
I don't mean to say that I worship coffee, but I do spend an awful lot of time drinking it when I can. I'm just glad that I'm not so addicted that I need it every day, but at the same time...its sad that I spend so much on Starbucks when honestly I could buy myself a nice bag at the store for cheaper.
Coffee kind of wakes me up, but the downside is that I feel thirsty, and I start having indigestion from the nature of its dehydrating elements. It gives me motivation to get up and do something, but at the same time, it makes me feel like I don't want to exercise. That's bad.
But I still love coffee - it has a certain aura about it, the kind of feeling you get when seeing the rising morning sun. A feeling of renewed hope.
Coffee kind of wakes me up, but the downside is that I feel thirsty, and I start having indigestion from the nature of its dehydrating elements. It gives me motivation to get up and do something, but at the same time, it makes me feel like I don't want to exercise. That's bad.
But I still love coffee - it has a certain aura about it, the kind of feeling you get when seeing the rising morning sun. A feeling of renewed hope.
True Nature
It seems like only yesterday I was enjoying hotdogs and lemonade in Missouri, able to play baseball with a plastic bat and enjoy the hot, humid summer to the fullest.
But at the same time, I'm probably making the memory seem much better than it probably was to experience it.
Now barbeques aren't as fun anymore - the idea of a day cooking hot dogs sounds like work. Not fun. But why? The transition from kid to adult shouldn't mean that I let everything become less enjoyable. But at the same time, there's so much to worry about once you are the one doing the cooking and cleaning up after. You have to make sure nothing burns, that it cooks right, and that you don't make more of a mess than is necessary. Too many worries can lead to perfection, but it takes away from the entire part where you're supposed to enjoy the time spent with family and friends.
Even though July is already over, August brings thoughts of Harvest time and the good food that comes with it. And the dishes. And the cleaning of the home to let guests come over. And the inevitable feeling of forgetting an item that should have been cooked before the mashed potatoes. Okay, maybe that last one was just me...
But something special happens when you forget your worries, even for just a moment, and look to your friends and family.
It feels nice. Almost enjoyable.
But at the same time, I'm probably making the memory seem much better than it probably was to experience it.
Now barbeques aren't as fun anymore - the idea of a day cooking hot dogs sounds like work. Not fun. But why? The transition from kid to adult shouldn't mean that I let everything become less enjoyable. But at the same time, there's so much to worry about once you are the one doing the cooking and cleaning up after. You have to make sure nothing burns, that it cooks right, and that you don't make more of a mess than is necessary. Too many worries can lead to perfection, but it takes away from the entire part where you're supposed to enjoy the time spent with family and friends.
Even though July is already over, August brings thoughts of Harvest time and the good food that comes with it. And the dishes. And the cleaning of the home to let guests come over. And the inevitable feeling of forgetting an item that should have been cooked before the mashed potatoes. Okay, maybe that last one was just me...
But something special happens when you forget your worries, even for just a moment, and look to your friends and family.
It feels nice. Almost enjoyable.
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