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The Thing Titties and Happiness Have In Common

I am uberly proud to proclaim I reached an epiphany. It was an important realization as I continue my arduous journey through life before I hopefully age gracefully and ultimately kick the big bucket in the sky and become maggot food.

It’s important because it will now allow me to look at things from a much different perspective as I continue to experience the above-stated arduous journey. I liken it to seeing sideboob instead of seeing full-on cleavage. I bring this up mostly because I promised myself I would make as many references to titties in this blog. But I also bring it up because it’s a great analogy as well, it just gives you a whole new way to enjoy a titty.

Titties and life. See the connection I’m making?

No?

Oh well.

Anyway, that epiphany came via a long conversation I had with a very good friend of mine.  We talked about my lack of patience, my tendency to worry and fear the worst, and me seemingly never being able to find a stable point of satisfaction with wherever I am in life.  Essentially, we concluded in our conversation that I always spend the current moment worrying about the next moment. That’s when the most eye-opening, yet, simplest fucking advice I could have ever gotten was given to me practically gift-wrapped in expletive-laced honesty.

Look, dude, learn to live in the fuckin’ moment” is what I was told. And it couldn’t have been any more true or precise.

In all my years living on this damn planet, I never learned how to just enjoy the place in time that I was at that moment and have always looked for that next big “moment” and searching for a finality that can’t ever be found. It’s like I took the pursuit of happiness entirely too fucking serious. I’ve been focusing too much on finding the happiness and less in enjoying the pursuit of that ever elusive end-goal.

Looking at my life from this perspective, I can now see that where I am now is a better point than where I used to be. And future points in my history will hopefully be better than the moments I live in now.

We are meant to enjoy each moment we live in as their own singular conclusion to the rainbows we chase…and not as a piece of a collective of moments that somehow equate to some fictitious mindfuck of satisfaction.

The key to being happy and avoiding drunken, drug-laden depression is enjoying titties from a different angle…and learning to live in the moment and not for the moment.

 

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I’m a #Writer not a fighter ■ Joyously kicking down pillow forts on my quest to do the write thing.

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