If I could go back in time and yell at myself?
This is probably what I would say.
Me from the past: In bold
Me from the present: In Italics
Lauren from the past:
Hey you! Ya, YOU!
Get in a chair right now and enjoy that beautiful sunset.
(The Lauren from the present looks around for a chair...which are EVERYWHERE, clearly!)
Which chair?
ANY CHAIR for goodness sakes!
Just sit down Lauren, you need to just sit and LISTEN for a second.
(crickets)
Lauren, are you listening?
Lauren?
LAUREN!?!
Focus for just two seconds, please.
I'm here, not over there!
Stop watching the volleyball game for a second, please!
Okay.
Now, do you see the view out there?
Beyond the horizon?
Lauren from the present: What horizon?
You DO know what does horizon mean, don't you!?!
It's the line that goes this way instead of that way, right?
*Lauren from the past SELF-Smacks herself on FOREHEAD*
Her thoughts: Oh for PETE'S SAKE!
It's the line where sky meets ocean...see it?
Oh yeah. I think so. What about it?
But Lauren from the past is gone, baffled by this Lauren from the present who did not know
where the horizon was...
Well, now that THAT grouchy b*tch is gone.
I can look at the sunset in peace and
contemplate what part of the world is waking up, preparing for
their day while....
...the rest of us sit here and reflect on all the wonderful things that happened.
Starting with hmmmm, morning coffeeeee!
Gosh.
I am friggin' grateful.
Period.
And that's how this story ends.
One impatient Lauren from the past, walking out on another
Lauren from the present who perhaps, should not be judged so quickly?
Nawwww.
Still a space cadet but at least a grateful one.
So...yeah.
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