I don’t know how these relationships go sour so quickly. It’s just sad that they do.
There’s a tiny hipster elf inside my head that hisses at me every time I approach the realm of “topical content.” Whenever I think, ‘Hm, Valentine’s Day is coming. Maybe I should make a video about that,’ that voice is quick to say, “OH, SO YOU WANT TO DO WHAT EVERYONE ELSE IS DOING, DO YOU? YOU’RE OUT OF IDEAS, ARE YOU? HSSSSSSS!”
It’s not that I’m particularly scared of that hipster elf, because I imagine it looks like little more than a caterpillar to the naked eye, but the hissing can get quite loud, and quite obnoxious, and usually I find it best not to argue with it.
That being said, Thanksgiving is coming up (HSSSSS!!!), and because of that I am encouraged to reflect on what I am most grateful for in life. And though that voice may hiss and snarl at me, it ultimately can’t keep me from this online declaration of thankfulness for the past year.
2013 has been a year of some uncertainty and transition, but that is far better than a year of stagnation. I secured my permanent, full-time job with benefits, I made great strides in dealing with my depression, I fell in love, I moved into my own place, I started to feel creative again. I’ve always had a lot to be thankful for, but the progression of this year has only reinforced that fact.
Thanksgiving this year is going to be very small, with no real family to speak of, and at first glance that seems like an odd, sad thing, not the way the holidays are supposed to be. But I’m not sad; I am, yet again, grateful. I’m grateful that I am being ushered into a place where I can experience new things with new people and still be supported with comfort and affection. Even if the old traditions are sliding away, new ones are rushing in to take their place.
Oh, but listen to that hipster elf in my head! It’s positively livid now. Not only have I given in to the temptation to write something occasionally relevant, I had to make it sappy. “HSSSS, HSSSS, HSSSSSSS,” the elf says in disapproval. Its eyes are bulging out of its tiny head now. It is turning a curious shade of purple.
I pick up my shoe and smash it, watching its juices fly in every direction, those juices still hissing a little before petering out and growing silent. There is a deep calm. I smile and I am grateful.
Now that I think of it, maybe I’m still in the middle of that intelligence test…
Sometimes people’s attempts to help are not that helpful.
I need a puppy. Obviously.
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