On Pride and Slippers
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This morning, after Iâ€™d put my last batch of homemade banana oat cookies in the oven and settled down at my dining room table to write, I was overcome with a wave of pride and happiness. The James Taylor Pandora station was melancholically spilling out of the living room speakers, a foamy cup of coffee warmed my hand, and my feet were cozy in new, furry slippers, a recent purchase that has changed my life and made me realize that yes, God does exist, and his name is Target.
I looked around MY apartment, the home that has my name on the lease, the sanctuary my sister and I have created with our hard-earned money, the small but inviting nest that is situated on a street that I love, in a city that Iâ€™d longed to live in my whole life but never believed Iâ€™d actually be lucky enough to call mine. And I felt, in the words of that kid on youtube after he successfully rides his bike for the first time, â€śhappy of myselfâ€ť. In that moment, I forgave myself for not being a theatrical prodigy, for not getting my oil changed when Iâ€™m supposed to, for still carrying those extra five pounds Iâ€™d resolved to lose last January. I took a second to feel pure, sincere gratitude and pride, things that us 20-somethings probably lose sight of all too often in this cut-throat sea of career competition and financial anxiety.
And then my power went out. There I was, thanking my lucky stars for the incredible light that soaked my life, and in a flash, I was back in the darkness. Instantly, I had become powerless, in more ways than I cared to consider. My instinct was to turn to fear and anger, especially after I realized that the internet was down tooâ€”no more James Taylor radio. But, in the next instant, with a deep breath, I came back down to earth slowly, carefully, this time appreciating the fact that the crummy shit we experience on a daily basis is valuable, if for no other reason than to make us to recognize how truly magnificent all the good stuff is. And I silently thought to myself, â€śthumbs up for rock and roll!â€ť
Check out the video that Cassidy’s talking about here:
Thumbs up for Rock and Roll