Talking about ups and downs with a friend. She was saying that after every down there comes an up. I know everyone believes something that is their own. Maybe derived from their parents, religion, or just life. When I was more naive I actually believed in karma. That there is balance in life, that good comes to those people who deserve it.
Now, I'm not as naive, but I'd like to believe a version of that. I'd like to believe that because a person has had a rough life and learned important lessons (that an otherwise easy life couldn't have afforded), that this person would have a big ole' bunch of good headed their way. It sounds nice anyway. Unfortunately for me, I know life is hard, and things don't always work out how we plan. Still, grudgingly, I admit I am more optimistic and I do live in a positive way, the best I can, but because that's who I want to put out into the world.
However, up, down, sideways, mambo, or what have you, I eventually end up laughing at my seriousness. I posted something silly on twitter "alright world, I'm taking a nap, call when something good is happening." What happened? An hour later my doorbell rang and woke me up. No one was at my door.
ooooooooh! Yeah, well nothing happened.
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