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THAT’S OKAY TUMBLR!!
I DON’T CARE!!!
Don’t alert me or let me know in the slightest when someone reblogs my shit!
It’s not like that’s the only warm and fuzzy feeling I get in my life!
But it’s okay!
I’ll give you another chance tumblr email alert.
you little shit…
Today whilst going through the daily ritual of cleaning myself, I got stuck for ages staring at the bar of soap. Why you might ask me? Was it because I was caught up in some grand metaphor that relates life back to a bar of soap, getting smaller and thinner the more you use it?
It was just that it was the prettiest bar of soap I had ever seen. It was translucent, with blocks of colour here and there in a way that made it look like a bar of jelly. I just wanted to squeeze it and see all the colours ooze through my fingers.
Heh, and I think, in some corny way that’s probably been said many times before, that’s more important then saying life is like a bar of soap.
A friend of mine, who had recently been in a place that he detests with every part of his being, recently came home. He was extraordinarily happy just being able to sit in his apartment, eat pizza and play computer games.
What I’m trying to say here folks in my odd round about way is simply, take pleasure in the small things. I’m not saying smell every flower and smile at every rainbow, but just, take notice. Take notice in the things that make you happy. So when the shit has hit the fan and you find yourself lost in the shit storm of a centuary, remember those small things and let them be the things to pull you through.