Our lives can turn on a dime.
My Chevy mini-van sure can’t… But our lives can.
I’m not suggesting something trivial is enough to transform your entire existence but sometimes all you need to hold on for one more day… Isn’t that godawful song, but rather something that can bring a smile to your face.
And cholesterol to your heart.
Who doesn’t love this stuff? Sure, too much will kill you (though much slower than suicide) but in moderation it’s as good as coitus.
Okay, so maybe that’s not entirely accurate but you get my point, right? Some of my fondest childhood memories involve waking up to the smell of frying pig flesh in the kitchen, where I knew my grandmother was cooking up a German breakfast storm. The simple things may be just that, and they may not be the answer to all your problems but they can be enough to inspire you to hit pause and catch your breath.
And the goal is to keep breathing for as long as possible, friends.
See you in the lobby, kids…