Cheering even with a black eye..
(i’m selling this in my shop!)
That’s silly, Marianna. You mean you’ve never experienced enjoying something again after an age of indifference? even your analogy of ‘vodka and water’ seems flawed to me. When it’s a really hot day, and I haven’t drunk for ages, I don’t think I could ever not enjoy feeling water run down my throat. But I’m probably stretching your analogy too far. I don’t see that this musing could possibly apply to everyone. Have you never gone somewhere you’ve been a thousand times, and suddenly something in you opens up, like brushing away cobwebs, and it all looks as beautiful as the first time you saw it? I hope you have. It’s a wonderful feeling. A very hopeful one.
I think you’re missing the point. Everything fades. I’m not talking about basic needs like drinking water on a hot day. Every human being will be thirsty after not drinking for a prolonged period. What I’m talking about is how everything seems to fade the more you do it. Have you ever taken an economics class? The law of diminishing returns?
I wrote this when I was thinking about when I had my first beer, and I thought it was so gross. But then I had a few more and it didn’t taste like anything. And then I realized that happens a lot.
Also I want to point out the extremely misguided sentence: “I don’t see that this musing could possibly apply to everyone.” I don’t write so that it applies to everyone. I don’t write so that it applies to anyone but some part of myself.
As much as I detest that term of endearment.