Calculate

Sometimes my life feels like a giant calculus problem full of imaginary numbers that make finding an answer nearly impossible. What is it about life that seems so daunting? In some ways, all we have to do is breathe, eat, and sleep. However, the evolution in us desires fun, entertainment, something more than endless days at the office or in a class room. So, we make amusement parks, spas, dance clubs, bungie jumping, and endless activities accessible. Now that's the job I need: discovering and reccommending fun things for people to do. "Why yes, the sea weed wrap is much more invigorating than a facial. After all, you marinate in a tub rather than squirm under a magnification lamp and metal tools." If only that were the kind of advice I could give to earn money rather than, "I reccommend you invest no more than 3% in your friend's company, especially if you have not yet seen the product."
Nonetheless, every morning I get slapped in the face with reality that tends to sting just as much as a wet noodle. My life rarely uncomplicates itself and discovering reality amongst all the imaginary is a constant struggle. Some days I ask myself why I bother even getting up or going to work or school. Those are generally the days that I arrive late due to an impromptu stop at The Original Pancake House which, by the way, is unbelievable. Somedays I swear I can taste a little rum in the pancakes which is odd but somehow they still taste amazing. I just hope they never release a nutrition report on their food because something that good has got to be a sin. Despite the tardies that I manage to rack up and the money that I spend and fail to earn by eating there, I think everone needs a "pancake house." We all need somewhere we can go that is dependable, consistent, and an effective break from a chaotic and confusing life. Oh, and if you don't have a chaotic and confusing life, call me- I would love to know your secret. In the mean time, find you little haven, the diamond in the rough, and relax for a few indulging moments.

Looking Up

Dear Avid reader (aka the only person that reads my posts),
I am sorry that my most recent post appeared so long ago. It seems as though you can't even depend on a fellow blogger for consistency. Thats an interesting subject, consistency. Is it the key to life or completely unnecessary? Like most things, the answer probably lies in the balance. Our whole life consists of balance, or the quest for balance, or the lack of balance. Nowadays we often refer to it as juggling. Juggling school, kids, work, and our health (which often falls to the bottom of the list). So what is the perfect balance? Is there even such a thing as perfect? The logic inside me says no; you can't be perfect because you can't be simultaneously perfect at being unperfect. At least that's what I would have told you when I believed I was an enlightened 13 year old. Now I believe in perfection, yet my perfection comes with flaws. I believe that things can be perfect for you, beautiful in your eyes, even if they fall short by the standards of another. But that's the beautiful thing about life: there will always be someone out there who can truely appreciate you for who you are. However, if it seems almost impossible to find them, you might consider slightly altering a few things (not physically- I don't want someone to come up to me quoting me as an inspiration for a nose job.) Anyways, I think that we can find beauty, if not perfection, in so many more things in life if we would just look around. Take a breath, and when you feel stressed or sad or like giving up, look up. You are still here. As daunting as life may seem, it's worth it. The bad allows us to appreciate the good, and good gives us reason to push through the bad. (Nice quote huh? someone make a magnet). So maybe we could all benefit from looking up more, appreciating more, and finding beauty in the little things that make life so interesting.