In what phase of life are you? I am apparently in the phase where people exert a lot of energy to convince me they are cool. It’s extremely entertaining, because they are operating under the mistaken assumption that I am cool.
The extent to which I am not cool is the really funny part.
In their earlier phases, most people see cool where there is actually a form of broken in the aloof style. Just because someone operates with wry humor (or humour!) and doesn’t flap around in a frenzy when others see a frenzy-worthy situation, well, that isn’t evidence of anything internal at all. Literally anything could be going on inside. They could be stuffing a huge suitcase of panic to unpack ten years in the future. You simply cannot know.
Some of us are aloof because in our past the display of emotions was unsafe. In some very deep and reflexive sense we believe that showing our emotions is like putting a huge blinking target on our heads, like we’re in a video game with no instructions and an unreliable controller.
I would not admire us if I were you.
Fortunately, there is some peace to be had, however broken, aloof or uncool you are.
Peace is this moment without judgment–Dorothy Hunt
It’s possible that someone you see as cool is actually finding some genuine peace. Maybe ask them about it instead of giving yourself grief about how uncool you currently feel.
Several people have asked me how I am staying sane this year, which is very sweet. I am not 100% sane or cool or peaceful, but I definitely have a grip on my mental health. Kinda. Pretty much.
In a very peculiar burst of recognizing that I have to get back to writing more, I am going to spend some more time here explaining exactly what I do for the benefit of my curious pals.
It will involve God stuff and swearing and cats and yoga and wine and terror, so there is literally something to offend everyone.
If you have enjoyed this, please share with the little sharey buttons below. You may not have heard, but my books are going to become a crypto currency. It makes no sense, I know. I’m violating something but mentioning it, but I still am allowed to say it’s free to read with Kindle Unlimited.
To be certain of updates for my new book, Don’t Eat Your Children, join the cool kids in getting my newsletter, which is rare and rarely cool. Freebies will appear there first!
Contribute to the defective pet fund!!
I had to buy a room-sized welcome mat to keep Miss Litterpaws from distributing litter hither and thither. Sure, it would be easier to sell the cat, but I’m not running that sort of economy. I am running this economy into the GROUND. Next up: an obstacle course made of whirring brushes, like a cat wash.