I had been feeling besmirched lately; that dawning realisation that I'm getting older, that there are younger, bouncier, fluffier people than me, a feeling that I am being outpaced and outmatched, embittered with the world.
IT's not true, of course. People like me plenty, just the way that I am - I realise that I don't have to be the 'next best thing', that I can be a ray of energy to those who need me, without knowing the latest 'memes' or 'references', without being up-to-date on what's in. That I don't have to feel shame for becoming embittered; righteously embittered!
I realise too, that I have many wonderful friends, of whom I love and whom love me; I am not some ticking timebomb of disappointment. I am a pillar of support, I am a shoulder to cry on, I am a sight for sore eyes. The life of the party, the person you beg to show up at events, people like me a lot. And, well, can I be honest? I like people a lot! I love people. I love making sure that everybody is heard, everybody feels welcome and positive about themselves. I love the human race; it's my greatest weakness, and my greatest pride.
Well, the most important thing I wanted to confide, is that I am so genuinely happy. I live in my own place, with my beloved partner and soulmate. We own a small shop, and I love where we live; it's close to so many wonderful social groups to which I find myself at home.
The sun is forever beautiful as it shines and warms me to my bones, the wind is bitter and reminds me I am alive (oh, and what joy it is that I am alive) - the sun sets the same every night. Beautifully, and peacefully. Wherever I am in this world, I know that she will rise again in the morning, that I must be there to watch her spread her reach. How magnificent that we are allowed twice in one day to view such a beautiful phenomenon.
I cook such beautiful food, I brew such delicious coffee. My wife has a beautiful smile that warms me up in the morning; no matter what happens, I will always fall asleep by their side, and wake up to their embrace. That is more than enough to make me happy. And oh, am I ever happy!
Spreading the joy to you, dear reader. Wishing you the best. Signing off,
Razor Nobody