Scales

Is there some metaphysical law that states that when a small handful of people stumble onto amazing good fortune that others get left in the cold? As happiness settles itself in on one person, it's as if it lifts itself from another. Like some cosmic, anti-karmic, scale of justice.

Actually...today was just a day of outrageous bad fortune. Even *I* had some ridiculously bad luck...of course it was tempered by some amazingly GOOD luck, but that little tasty tidbit is staying under this floppy hat I'm wearing. Well...at least I WISH I was wearing a floppy hat, that would just be cool.

So I finally get my car back last night, and it's sort of shuddering down the road as I make to drive home. The last thing I even wanted to think about as I drove away from that god-forsaken service LIMBO was that I really didn't want to have to take my car back in there ever again. So...I just keep driving. I get home, hop out of the car, and see...a flat tire. Splendid.

Well, today (yesterday for all you people on normal schedules) I'm supposed to give Jerry a ride to work, and I'd almost completely forgotten that I had a flat tire to worry about...and no way to pump it up. So I set off down the road at 10 miles per hour towards the ghetto of tire shops. I can't complain because they only charged me $25 for the new tire and they had it on there in about 10 minutes. Off I go!!

See...my wayward riding partner had his wheels die on him the other day. And the car was still camped out on the side of the road. Well, after work we use my AAA card to call a tow truck to try and take it to a reputable service center. Well, we drive by and made ready to wait for the guy to show up...but...no car. Looks like it was towed to the city impound lot, most likely. And after some time driving around pretending like I somehow KNEW where the samn place was located...we gave up the futile quest.

Speaking of work...I somehow end up talking to some of the most disadvantaged people. Last week was that poor lady that had just gotten 42 shots directly into her SKULL to help her with the shakes and seizures she had after she was in a coma for three months. And today...I talk to this older gentleman...I'm trying to help him get his cable working and it's taking him a lot of time to do things...I'm sort of getting testy (on the inside...the voice stays sickly sweet =) and after he comes back from checking the connections on the back of the set, he tells me that he's in a wheelchair...because he had both of his legs amputated above the knee.

And he kept sort of making these weird noises and saying "Oh god"...and suddenly he just starts screaming in pain and hangs up the phone. I'm feeling completely terrible about the whole thing afterwards and the crappy thing is that I knew that the cable guy wasn't going to be able to fix his problem when he went out there. Talk about a terible situation.

And so everywhere I look, things collapse around me even as the builders upon me continue to construct a monolithic structure that continues to reach ever higher. I almost feel guilty for being so happy.

But this day is over...and despite all of the things that have happened, tomorrow is a new day. It's easy to forget that when all you have to look at is the right now...and it's crawling with maggots. But when life gives you maggots...um...go fishing or something. I hear the bluegill really like those things.

The thing about the cosmic scale...sure it might seem like you're trying to jump up and down to try and grab the lip of it to pull down that damn thing to grab your happiness, but sometimes it's just a lot easier to walk over to the other side and chill over there.

Many apologies to anyone that actually thought this was going to be deep and thoughtful. I sort of wrung out my brain earlier and it's going to take a bit for all the juice to get back in there. =)