So I made some mistakes last night! Small mistakes, nothing I can't fix, but still. I left my phone at the bar, was too sloshed to stay coordinated. I'll have to visit later today to get it back. My friend left his card there too, that's what we get taking those massive swigs of Guinness with abandon. I will tell you reader, I am in fact inebriated while writing this. This should tell you just how bad that psychological episode was that my literacy fell out of form, because the one thing I can never shake in 99% of circumstances, no matter how dire, is my ability to pontificate.
Hanging out with Mr. Renaissance is always the greatest treat. Not a tear shed, only the best vibes. Even when running at loss, it's nothing but fun. I am privileged to have such incredible friends, such remarkable characters to share moments with. I remember regaling him of my regrets in seeing a friend in an unfavorable circumstance at the conference, but in his impartial audience I was reassured of the peace of the present, the horizon of the future. It is in these moments I am humbled by the mercy of God. Such a fickle world... I told Mr. Renaissance of the close yet unlikely friendships I've developed with Manal and Remas. Such a curious thing. In pleading to international strangers for support amidst the worst of times, the most unthinkable circumstances, they find organizers, and friends. The genocide has created a circumstance to connect with those they otherwise would have never met, never saw kinship with. How could the most demonic, most violent and gut-wrenching experience possible on Earth become an opportunity to connect?
The world is like this, friend. Let us appreciate the magic of it while we can. None of us are safe, all of us can be friends.
Tonight as I sit tired after a night out drinking, remembering fondly the good and the bad, I have found the meaning of life. Yea, let the good humor of life work a cosmological magic on me, so that I may forget what I learned after I wake. What would be the fun in believing I had it all figured out? What a conceited way to live, lmao.
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