It's been a rough couple of weeks.
Y'all know what I'm talking about.
Things started.
Things ended.
Things got super fucked up.
There was a lot of laughter.
I almost had to take a canoe to work.
There were a lot of tears.
Stress pervaded life.
Things broke.
I ate an entire package of Trader Joe's cat cookies.
More things broke.
There were some more tears.
It rained like a mofo, literally and metaphorically.
Yup. It's been rough.
So last night, fed up with the trauma-drama-lama that was September, we thought, "hey, let's completely erase the past month from our memories".
I know what you're thinking, THIS IS NOT THE SOLUTION.
But trust me, it was.
Jell-o+copious amounts of gin+various other things+Kayalyn's unicorn costume = a damn good start at recovery.
When I woke up this morning, the sun was shining. The ridiculous heat had passed. A quick trip to get some home fries and electrolytes resulted in a three hour long walk along the waterfront.
It was the most beautiful day I have ever seen. I grabbed a sweater, put the new Sara B. album on my ipod, got a lemon raspberry cupcake and an iced tea from Baked & Wired (btw, pheNOM.com), and off I went.
As I sat on the waterfront, watching the boats and the people pass by, I was reminded of Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five where Billy's epitaph reads "EVERYTHING WAS BEAUTIFUL, AND NOTHING HURT.
I never really understood that; I mean, it sounded pretty, but what did it meannn?
Well, today I figured out the answer:
It will always rain.
When it does rain, there isn't a damn thing you can do about it.
The rain will stop, and the sun will come out.
Today, everything was beautiful, and all the misery and pain and bullshit of the past month was gone. The rain stopped. The sun beamed.
October started yesterday. It's a new month, a fresh start. It will inevitably rain again.
But days like today do happen.
So bring it world.
I'll always have Gordon's and a unicorn to magically send the rain away.
