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There's a hell of a lot of stuff in this world. Despite that there's actually only so many things you actually need, there's a whole economy of crappy products out there. Things like the Ronco Pocket Fisherman, high-heeled flip-flops and Debbie Gibson records. After taking a trip to the Grapevine Mills outlet mall, I can truly say that there's few places that have more junk you don't need, and most of those places are called Flea Markets.
After looking at products like lit, faux-motion murals of waterfalls, Dallas Cowboy mailboxes and the entire contents of the Rainforest Cafe, I came to the horrible realization that at least one of every item in this mall, even the clearance and clearout items, has actually been purchased, and is in someone's home. Scary.
Sure, there's lots of other things I've learned in the last several years, but strangely, this was the most profound thing I came up with today. I guess after over-thinking everything these last few days, my mind tired to shut down for a while - not totally, or I would have purchased more than some new boxer shorts and a couple of CD's (The soundtrack to De-Lovely and Modest Mouse, if you want to know.)
I got back to Chris' house (which I just wrote as "home" a second ago and now have re-written ) and cooked dinner. It was nothing special, just some Hamburger Helper and some garlic bread. Chris can cook up homemade chips and Chicken Divan or something, me, I can read instructions on a box of pre-packaged spices and pasta.
I guess you try to take your accomplishments when you can get them.
Everything comes just a little harder when you over-think everything and it concerns you that everything isn't going your way. It's not like anything's actually wrong, you just get a feeling that it's all out of your control. If there's one wish I had for my birthday, it would be the ability to accept things as they are. A little less worry and a little more enjoyment. Life is good, and I am a lucky man in so many ways.
I mean, come on, I have a Pets.com sock puppet...in storage...somewhere.
After looking at products like lit, faux-motion murals of waterfalls, Dallas Cowboy mailboxes and the entire contents of the Rainforest Cafe, I came to the horrible realization that at least one of every item in this mall, even the clearance and clearout items, has actually been purchased, and is in someone's home. Scary.
Sure, there's lots of other things I've learned in the last several years, but strangely, this was the most profound thing I came up with today. I guess after over-thinking everything these last few days, my mind tired to shut down for a while - not totally, or I would have purchased more than some new boxer shorts and a couple of CD's (The soundtrack to De-Lovely and Modest Mouse, if you want to know.)
I got back to Chris' house (which I just wrote as "home" a second ago and now have re-written ) and cooked dinner. It was nothing special, just some Hamburger Helper and some garlic bread. Chris can cook up homemade chips and Chicken Divan or something, me, I can read instructions on a box of pre-packaged spices and pasta.
I guess you try to take your accomplishments when you can get them.
Everything comes just a little harder when you over-think everything and it concerns you that everything isn't going your way. It's not like anything's actually wrong, you just get a feeling that it's all out of your control. If there's one wish I had for my birthday, it would be the ability to accept things as they are. A little less worry and a little more enjoyment. Life is good, and I am a lucky man in so many ways.
I mean, come on, I have a Pets.com sock puppet...in storage...somewhere.
