What if, one day, you were walking down the hall, and the last little bit of bullshit, which kept you from being happy, just fell right out of your pocket, and you were done with it? And you began to feel what could only be described as a concrete and absolute love, so unabashedly, that you didn’t have to even think about it anymore. And you didn’t have to try to care, or think about how to love, or strive to be just so, and therefore palatable, at all.
And you didn’t have to study it, or talk about it, or ponder it, and it wasn’t even a thing, anymore. It was just how you are, now. And you could say, “I love you,” whenever you wanted to, and people would just know it was true, even if it was a little odd, because they’d only checked you out at the grocery store, or they’d been a terrible ass to you just a moment ago.
And your jaw could unclench. And you could fill into your whole, entire, self, even expanding all the way into the back of yourself, filling your rib cage and frame with a weight you’ve never, ever felt, but grasped at your whole, entire life.
And you could laugh, easily, and with vigor and gentleness, and not even a modicum of spite, because it was just too funny to you, when people were aflame in the psyche, or their pants, and pouring it out onto you, and you just felt like giving them a hug, even when it would be the worst move, ever.
And you immediately, quite frankly, didn’t really give a shit anymore, about who thought you were too this, or too that, or so…la de da doo. Because you just came to understand that none of that mattered. Not one distilled molecule of it. It never did.
And there you were, no longer participating in any of this fuss all around you. Pulling the thread of it, that’s been woven into your imagination, and dropping it off on your way past the garbage. On your way to being awesome. On your way to doing what you came here to do, regardless of all that bullshit, of which the last crumpled wrapper had finally fallen away, onto the floor, kind of like those gum wrappers, you know?