When you open up part of who you are to the world, you often forget who you are. It’s so easy to forget that some of our best allies and supporters come from out of nowhere, and those who we’ve counted on to be in our corner when it counts the most are the people who we learn we can’t count on at all. It hurts, it sucks and it’s part of life.
When this happens, what do you do? Can you whine and bitch and moan about it? Sure, but you’re likely going to isolate yourself even further. Why not simply look at everything as a lesson? That gets old too, huh? Well, maybe it’s time to take a very different approach to life in general. How about for once we just look at life as though it’s one day before we die each day?
It’s a crazy idea, yes, to be sure. We see death and tragedy each day, but what if, for once, we simply take the concept of death and realize that it could happen at any moment in life? Seriously, we could walk outside and someone driving a car loses control and smacked into us. We’re road pizza and gone. Maybe we drop from heart failure, or the building we’re in explodes? What did we do up until that moment? Did we run scared? Did do everything in our power to avoid being hurt? Did we play it safe our whole life in everything we did because it was expected of us?
It’s a balancing act, but there comes a point where you simply have to say “screw it.” You have to live, and realize that the depression you’re in may not be a choice, but the way you take it on sure as hell is. The problems you have with money may be the result of past decisions, but this is the now, and we can figure out a way to fix it. Easier said than done, of course. Talk is cheap, and this blog is written talk. But the point is this – did the point I made get you to thinking? If you answered “yes” then life, for the briefest of moments, just opened to you in all its glory, all its options, regardless of how few. This post is intended to do many things, but there is one above all – get everyone to think and, by extension, offer some hope.
Think about your life for a few seconds; don’t ask yourself anything, just think about who you are and think about how great it would be to be remembered for living your life as you would on your last day on earth. Think about all the fun, crazy, off the wall things you would do; all the wild, nutty and fun things you would say, and the person you knew you could be on your last day on earth. Guess what? You can do it because this is your last day on earth.
Unless, tomorrow is, and so on and so forth.
Get the idea?
Sure, we all have responsibilities and bills to pay. There are societal norms we must adhere to so others aren’t hurt, and that’s fair and right. We can’t just say “whatever” to legitimate obligations but, beyond that, we sure as hell can learn to live life not “out loud,” but with the mentality of “last day on earth” or, as my dad loved to say before taking pictures “smile! World ends tomorrow!” I used to think he was being his usual bizarre morbid self, but now I get it! He was trying to tell me something all along – to live as the person I am, but do it like tomorrow was my last day on earth.
If there’s one way I want to be remembered, that’s how it is. I may not always have a great day. I may be grouchy, depressed, sad or pining for that lost love, but I’ll be doing it with every ounce of my being. Like Billy Joel’s song “I got to extremes,” I’ll be living my life through my loving, my writing, my friends, my family, my food, my personality…the way I’ve always wanted to; as me, only like I’m gonna die tomorrow. I want to be remembered for those corny jokes, the weird comic strips I draw and the crazy stories I tell, the people I loved and always found a way to make sure they knew it, and those who I loved to annoy because, well, it was fun! Most of all, I want to be remembered for being the one person who threw the occasional thought-provoking concept out there.
Honestly, there’s no other way for me, and I’m gonna have a blast, even on the bad days when I just wanna sleep and flip the world the bird, because I know I’m being me. Those of you who choose to join me, you’re in for one wild ride for however long my heart keeps beating. The second it stops, I’ll be grateful for the moments I had with you all. That, of course, means this blog will get a LOT funnier and more serious at the same time, so get ready for a roller coaster ride.
Time to live not like I’m dying, but like tomorrow is the end…because you never know.