day20 - a damn fine day
dear luci,
today was a good day. perhaps one of the best in recent memory, but who's counting?
i am, actually, because when you're in a funk (or a depression as some losers call it), you get very good at convincing yourself that most of your days recently have been bland and miserable, so it's important to hold onto and cherish all the moments of joy and beauty you live through.
i will share some of the day's highlights and most memorable quotes/moments, completely devoid of context:
- Getting down on one knee in the middle of Rundle Mall
- Pika Girl
- God is a Girl Online
- Being firmly corrected on my Pokemon name pronunciation by an 8 year old girl
- "my name is Torsten, but you can also call me Thor"
- looking over the fence and seeing a man in a bear costume
- a drunk actor in full Shakespearean costume yelling "oh fuck, it's the moon!" at a paper lantern
- San Churros (self explanatory)
- A demon being tortured for a century by a choir of other demons playing "500 Miles" by the Proclaimers on the recorder.
I love looking back on my days and thinking about how truly absurd they were. Life is so goddamn messy and confusing. It's tragic, and cruel (if you can ascribe morality to something so beyond that), and exhausting. But it's also so goddamn strange. So strange that you can't help but laugh. what impossible roll-of-the-dice caused me to land right here, right now, in this situation? i can't help but feel grateful for just one "perfect day". One day to remind me, in a sea of imperfect days (which are filled with beauty in their own right) that it is so worth sticking around to see what's next. thank you so much to all the people in my life who brighten my days. whether i know your name or not. whether you're my friend or a person who smiles at me while walking down the street.
my days will not always be perfect, but they will always be worth living through, no matter how shitty that might feel sometimes.
here's to more of the good stuff.
sweet dreams luci <3