So today I have two words for you....
Optimism.
Pessimism.
According to those all knowing all seeing psychologists we are all one of the above but then they use this term "grey area" meaning those of us who fall in between. I must add that this is all of us, we ALL fall in between. Well anyway that's just my starting point and yes, I am quite aware this is already more than two words long well shut your cake hole or put cake in it for a change rather than complaining.
Onto the matter at hand, glasses, are they empty or are they full? Or to be more specific, half full or half empty. This aside from being a misleading matter is bloody irritating as a phrase, "Oh your one of those half empty glass kind of people..." She said nasally in that judgemental way of hers.
It's not a matter whether the glass is half full or half empty it's a matter of how big is your glass?
What I mean to say, life is about being realistic. If you aim for the top you'll only find you have further to climb and you'll be buggered before you get there so here's the thing....
Half empty? If life is hard on you and you find that you never seem able to keep up with the shit that is almost unrelentingly thrown in your direction perhaps it's time you downsized your glass. If your glass is HUGE how are you ever going to fill that with happiness when things are tough?
Our glass is a place to gather our good experiences, so start small and fill it up before you tip that little bit of happiness into a slightly bigger glass. The gap between half way and the brim won't seem quite so far so you can say, my glass is full of happiness, sure it might only be small now but at least it's full right? Up and up and up and before you know it those small moments of "happy" are preciously collected up and in a pretty big glass.
Have I pissed you off yet? Good. I'll leave you with one more suggestion, put a lid on your glass, a tippy cup of happiness if you will, that way when you stumble you won't spill your happy all over the floor. It worked when you were three and always looked about the place in awe and wonder....
And hell you were a lot happier back then when you were three and couldn't spill your juice.
Mako signing off
