carpe thrill
it often requires another person’s perspective to take stock of the content of one’s life. like jimmy stewart in the frank capra classic "it’s a wonderful life" we can occasionally be given a glimpse of the haves rather than the have-nots. instinctively i’ve kept the adage of deathbed regrets somewhere near the surface because i’ve tried to make certain i have very few.
recently a co-worker was riffling through an envelope crammed with old photographs and every few seconds i had to stop what i was doing ( not work surely ) and answer her repeated inquiries : “what were you doing here?”, “is that really you?”, “ did you get paid to do that?”
well, it made me take pause and assess some of the fun and ridiculous things i’ve done. a few might best be summed up in my answers:
“oh that’s me in drag; dressed as a mob pit boss for our casino party.”
“that’s the time i wrestled another woman in 260 pints of fresh strawberries.”
“that’s me half naked in oakland cemetery.”
“that’s my salon post card that tiny tim autographed.”
“ uh huh - me 15 feet down with a wild southern stingray.”
and so on. she told me i was lucky, that i’d experienced far more than the average person. this was perhaps one of the finest compliments i’ve ever been paid. living free from fear of making a complete ass of one’s self is fantastically liberating . i mean life is short why not spend that fleeting time in celebration and happiness…just like our darling Christina Nicole?
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