"The world is black and white… you add the gray."
I tell that to people all of the time, but am often rebutted on it. It’s very simple, though. Sometimes the gray is an excuse or sometimes its valid reasoning. regardless, in a world of fact and truth, the gray is the element of humanity and emotion. I may be a realist, but folks seem to often equate that as something that dismisses emotion. They are not mutually exclusive. Facts are facts, and that’s what I look at first.. but that does NOT mean that emotional responses aren’t natural. In that realm of gray, though, there are two ways to look at things – positively or negatively.
CERTAIN people I know (hi… almost everyone) tend to focus on the negative. I am constantly encouraging them to look at the reality of the situation to help calm their over-emotionally poor reaction to situations and events, however that is just as quickly followed up by a plead to find the positive. I’m not saying to go around like a cheery dope ignoring that there are bad things in this world and that sadness happens (which is why an eye for realism is the first step), because unless you’re a former pot-head and/or your IQ can be counted on two hands, that type of mentality will crack. It’s not genuine. As an example, last Sunday I had a heck of a lovely day, but it could have just as easily been seen as a lousy one. Cheers to Sarah and the fun we had – a farewell to The Omelette Parlor which closed on Monday, a walk around the swap meet, my quest for an Icee which led to a Frostee, and everything in-between. Each one of those things, however, (plus more) could be looked at in a negative light… but why bother?
I was going to do a clever little entry where I’d list the fact of what happened (woke up at 4:30AM by a skunk smell and didn’t go back to sleep) followed by a negative (stupid skunks, now I’m running on just a few hours of sleep all day) and positive (dude, I saw one of my favorite guys I know as an actor in an Extenze commercial that I wouldn’t have seen if I wasn’t up at butt-crack AM) outlooks… but the whole thing was just not coming together well, so I’ve scrapped it. Take a gander at that one example though, and you’ll what I mean. Things aren’t always great, and they can be downright horrible sometimes, but that doesn’t mean you have to focus on it. Try your darndest to look at the good things in life, and you’ll find your life a lot more livable. You could be the richest and most miserable person in Manhattan, New York, or a happy little kid playing with a rock in Ziggawoozy, Africa… it doesn’t matter what you have, but how you enjoy what you do. A little too greeting-card for ya? Well, I love you anyway ;). STILL too sappy? Fine… here’s Marisa Miller: