Have you ever drank a bottle of wine? Those of you who have know what it can do. For me, it usually creates a sense of urgency. An urgency to get all of my thoughts, and fears, and dreams out in the open and into the universe. A release. Before you get worried and call me to ask if I'm ok, I'm good :) I was with my girlfriends, at a ladies night dinner, amongst friends. I wasn't sitting in my room with the lights off listening to Adele and Amy Winehouse (although I agree that that would make this more dramatic).
Seriously though, do you ever get tired of all of the noise in life? The complaining of things that aren't really important? Like the guy at the table next to you cursing the waitress because she wasn't quick enough? The lady in line at the gym who's yelling at the front desk staff because she couldn't reserve bike #3 in her spin class? Don't you ever just want to tap them on the shoulder and say, "Who the fuck cares?"
Our world is filled with hunger, and bigotry, and hatred, and violence, and inequality, and injustice, and racism, and disease, and you're worried about what bike you're going to sit on for a class? You're pissed about your Mercedes being in the shop? Or your Chanel bag that just got scratched? Who the fuck cares?
Family members go years without speaking over a heated exchange. Friends become strangers over miscommunications, and missing invitations to events. Relationships are lost, people are forgotten about, over what? What are we all really upset about? Is it fear of being left out? Fear of being forgotten? Fear of not reaching our full potential, of being unsuccessful? And what is successful, anyhow? Whose standards of measurement are we using? Your definition of success is different than mine. What works for you may not work for others. Who the fuck cares?
Life shouldn't be measured in dollars, and cars, and bags, and houses. It should be measured in relationships, and laughter amongst family and friends. It should be measured in those moments with your sister where you're just sitting alone in a room, making funny faces and laughing until you can't breathe. It should be measured in those quiet moments where we are sitting with a loved one, enjoying a sunset, or cooking a meal together. It should be measured in how much good we do unto our fellow man, how much we help on a daily basis, when nobody is looking or judging. When did life become a reality show, a talent competition, a race to the finish line?
Why can't we all just be real? (this sound like the opening to an MTV show) Present our real selves to one another. What's with the posturing, and the pontificating? I don't care about your Gucci sunglasses, or your beach house in Malibu, or how much money you have in your wallet. Can I call you when I'm upset? Can I count on you to really listen to me? Can we spend real time together, without tapping away on our phones, and checking our Facebook, and texting, and turning on the TV? Will you be there when there are smiles and laughter, and also when there are tears and despair?
If you can't, I don't want to know you. I don't want to spend time with you. We've lived enough years to figure out what really matters, and know we need to live a lot more to try and figure out the rest. Cut the bullshit and be yourself. Stand up for what you believe in, speak your mind, be loud, even when everyone is trying to quiet you down. At the end of the day, YOU have to live with yourself. YOU have to live with the choices you've made, the words you've said, and the things that you have done.
Make sure you're ok with you, and if you're not, make a change. Don't worry about what others are telling you is right, or wrong, or how you should live your life. If it's not coming from within your mind, your soul, and your heart, it's just noise. And, really, who the fuck cares?
