A quick blog post today. I haven’t drafted this one out so it may be messy and slightly verging on incoherent babble, which actually doesn’t deviate too far from the non-cyber me anyway.
Yesterday, my mate Chloe put out an urgent plea before her impending hair salon visit that afternoon, exhorting her friends to decide….to fringe, or not to fringe. Would it look right, would she like it, would her friends like it, what if it goes wrong, will she be banished from society, can a new fringe save the world from invading fringe-fearing Muzzaglogs from the planet Enileuqcaj?!?
Time out.
Folks, since when did spontaneity and split decisions equal impending doom? People can get so caught up in the what-ifs and negatives, it smothers the delight and possibilities of the unknown. Life itself is an unknown journey, yet despite mishaps and speedbumps, I’ve discovered that I’m not that likely to get hit by a bus or be abducted by pirates each day that I get out of bed and face the unknown. Slow down. Stop trying to look for the exit ramp before you even jump on Highway Unknown. At the very least, there will be scenery you’ve never seen before to look at along the way.
Sure, of course, there are always roadblocks, obstacles, barricades etc etc. That’s what the off ramps are for. A spontaneous decision to go from A to B doesn’t mean that you can’t decide to go A to K via D instead. Don’t confuse spontaneity with commitment. Freedom to change your mind is allowed, it’s encouraged, it’s fun! That’s what a journey is. Just don’t use it as an excuse to pull over because you’re scared.
When you reach the end point of whatever highway, dirt road, or bottom of the lake you end up on, sure the glass may be half full, it may even be smashed into a bazillion pieces on the floor, but you’d enter a lottery if you had a 50% chance of winning, so why not Highway Unknown, hmmm?
It could just turn out to be the best damn fringe you’ve ever seen. Like Chloe.
Amnesty
Amity – you are a champ
xxxx