To thank for being given enough time!
Hadn't it been allotted to me, I would not be thankful for knowing that the outcome had equal chance to be different.
When I encountered The Jilted Generation, I got caught into the cycle of thinking about its message: that externalities determine personal outcomes. As someone who strongly believes in free will (which my neuroscientist friend says is bullocks!), I ended up with fever one of the evenings of thinking “that intense”.
So we are now allowed to outsource, attribute personal failure to the “externalities”. “It is not a failure of You!” suddenly has a meaning. Or does it? I've been told that by Mefites. And my reaction was “Couldn't I at least claim that as something of my own? What is the meaning of it, living a life and all, now that I am being told to fail it on externalities?!”
Happy I had this Sunday to myself. Grumpy and gentle, sleepy and buoyant. It is lovely to be present, aware, your own self. And all is well. Thanks life, for keeping me safe and prudent.
