Some of us have got a lot of shit going on right now.
All of us have experienced that feeling of Everything-Going-to-Shit. I guess the good news is that things usually doesn’t go to shit for everyone at once. Our collective shit ebbs and flows. Sometimes we’re shitless and we feel fresh and clean and spunky. But other times we’ve got piles of shit collecting all around us. Sometimes we’ve got a it’ll-be-funny-later shitshow, and then there are occasional horrific shitstorms. We’ve all been through shit in the past, and some of us are going through shit right now, and we are certainly not getting out of dealing with shit later.
So instead of being surprised when shit hits the fan, I suppose we should instead remember that it is just our time.
Sometimes we compare our own shit to other people’s shit. This usually happens when we think our shit stinks so much worse than everyone else’s. We get all woe-is-me and shit. We usually need something to smack us out of our self-absorbed mental slumber that reminds us that compared to so many other people’s shit, ours is almost beautiful. Smooth, little round pebbles that pile up nicely in the bottom of the commode. Nothing like the explosive platters that can run down our legs, far away from the safety of a toilet.
Sometimes we need to take a deep breath and remember that our shit really isn’t so bad.
But, even if we are the most grateful of gratefuls, even if we generally have a happy and optimistic perspective, shit is still shit. None of it is any good. And sometimes we just need to sit ourselves right down there, right in the shit itself, and let ourselves simmer in our own stink. So long as eventually we get ourselves together and clean ourselves up.
We have to make ourselves remember that it is in-between the moments of shit that we need to grab on to. We need to bask in every non-shitty scenario we find ourselves in. We need to embrace each shitless moment. We have to. It’s all we’ve got.