The headline comes from a line in Raising Arizona. Randy and I quote from a lot of movies, but there are a few that are in constant rotation. Raising Arizona is one. I would say two and three would be Pulp Fiction and Young Frankenstein.
It’s true, though. Sometimes, it is a hard world for the little things.
Sometimes, everything is hard. Little or big.
Less than a week, you guys. In less than a week, we’ll find out just how dark everything will be. We’re in for some darkness no matter what, we have to accept that. But I’m hoping it’s not abysmal.
I’ve been looking for as many pretty things as I can find.
If there’s a video of an animal doing something adorable, I’m stopping and watching that shit. Or people. Videos of people doing good are like a life line.
I need to believe there is more good than evil in my country.
I have to believe that most of us are appalled that the fucking president of the United States declared himself a nationalist.
Meanwhile, last weekend didn’t pan out quite as I had hoped.
My anxiety and depression are usually worse this time of year and this year is no different. I needed my weekend. I needed a break.
But the universe doesn’t give two shits about what I need, so I did not get the break I needed.
The main server at work went down which means all the retail stores over 4 states couldn’t ring up sales.
So that’s fun.
It was a hardware failure, which isn’t anything I can fix, but that didn’t make it any less stressful. We were back up by Sunday morning, but not without some issues. I spent the entire weekend on the phone, pacing, pacing while on the phone and working.
I hate getting cheated out of weekends.
Anyway, Monday was like a Monday with Monday sauce.
Traffic was shitty driving home. I had to stop for some prescriptions. I hate having to stop any where after spending time in rush hour traffic, so I was already pissy. Then, when I got inside, there were around 12 billion people in line.
I played on my phone and tried to pretend their weren’t actual wasps in my brain.
Someone pulled out in front of me in the parking lot and then someone else pulled out in front of me on the street.
I was frustrated to the point of tears.
Then, I noticed some dude walking down the road, picking up trash as he went. And I thought “Oh that’s cool.”
I mean, it’s not like it set everything right, but it was nice.
So, my last stop was a convenience store and as I was walking out, the dude picking up trash was in front of the store putting the trash in the trash can.
I started to walk past him, but I didn’t and instead I met Dave.
Me: Hey, I saw you picking up trash. Good on you.
Dave: Did it make your day?
Me: Well, it made it better.
He put his hand out.
Dave: I’m Dave. Nice to meet you.
Me: I’m Michelle, it’s nice to meet you, too.
Dave: My goal is to never let anyone around me fail.
Me: That is a good goal.
Dave: Pay it forward.
I got in my car and drove home.
Dave was a little intense, but he did kind of make my day.
Just another week. I hope for all of us that the world is a little lighter next Wednesday.
Sometimes it is a hard world for the little things, but somethings the little things make a difference.
Pay attention to each other. Be kind to each other. Start making connections because we’re going to need it.
No matter what happens, I think things will be weird and dark for a while.