I can’t take it anymore. People blather on about the idea that they gushingly desire. Look, that stuff is old news. Get a grip on it. Don’t settle for mediocre. But understand that the evening with your sweet watching the sun go down is as good as it gets. It may be better than winning the lottery and living in seclusion. Everyone wants to sell you life insurance, a new car, a special deal on luxury mattresses, or Aunt Bertha’s secret elixir. Hot damn! a world cruise!
I try to keep my expectations modest. A morning with my wife, an afternoon wandering around the seacoast together, and a nice sunset. An alternate would be a great day in the woodshop carving or one in the garden.
Why not shoot the moon, you say? I don’t want drama. I had that once. The feel of silver dollars rolling through my hand after a flukey run at the tables. An evening with a beauty pagent winner, and racing across the country in a fast, fast car. Among the things I’ve also experienced were the consequences of those perfect days. The silver dollars getting robbed outside of the game. The beauty pagent winner, netted me a trip to the doctor for some shots. Oh, and lets not forget the car ride. The bozo who was driving blew a tire at high speed, and we both landed in an emergency room.
Admittedly, the concept of perfection is elastic, but an old saying specifies that we should be careful what we wish for; we may get it. Another trite but true truism points out that the devil is in the details – wish for that world cruise and wake up to find out that you enlisted in the Navy, and tomorrow you ship out for an extensive cruise to points East. Anchors aweigh!
You’ve been warned. I’ve said my piece. And that’s it. Period!
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This is great, Lou! I got a fancy flyer for a cruise that actually goes where I’d like to go and then I thought… “You would be trapped on the water. You would hate that. You would have claustrophobia and even with stabilizers, you’d be seasick. And you’d be trapped on a floating town with a bunch of people. Think about that, sweet cheeks.”
Not only trapped with a lot of people, Martha. But trapped with the typical sort of people who go on cruises…sounds like a setup for something Startre might have written.
“L’enfer, c’est les autres” Often true. 😀
Have you considered writing your life story? You have many adventures to talk about.
that’s my blog, Alice. I like the episodic. Also, there are tons of stuff I can’t write about – too many still alive who might not be pleased, sensitive subjects, or too revealing.
It is something I need to practice all the time: living in the present. Though I will never give up my fantasies. I enjoy them way too much, and I have trained myself to enjoy the exercise without getting married to the idea. I never expect things to happen, but I enjoy the hell out of planning what I would do if they did.
I’ve been following your recent adventures, and the greatest thing about them is how they are family ventures and how immediate the pleasure is. It’s something you deeply connect with, not an empty venture that was sold as a sort of world-topping event.
That’s a kind thing to say, Lou. I do deeply connect and that is what made it wonderful, when I typically do not like guided tours.