The word used to replace the cuss word.
You know the one. The one from the movie the Christmas Story. When they were changing the tire and he knocked over the lug nuts. Ohhhh fudge. The feeling of saying something you meant to say but not in the way you wanted it to be said.
Today felt like one of those days. Yeah you know the ones. Where you’ve found your positivity and it last through out the day. So far. And then you see something. Read somewhere. Feel deep in your spirit. A twinge of truth.
Something relatable to the part of your mind you’ve normally shut off as you release your life to the world. You allow your energy to be passed on to whatever pulls that are the compass for your daily motivation. It’s an honor to do so too. Right?
The world has available gifts for us all. It’s amazing to believe that you. Yes you. Are achieving goals that are going to lead to your happiness. Hopefully. Right?
I had a thought. One that made me pause. I had a what the fudge Christmas Story scene. Watching a show that hit a little too close to home. You know the ones. The kind where you go from laughing to really learning something about yourself. And this world around us. Trying to judge yourself for your reaction. Trying to figure out how we got this far?
This far beyond what’s actually funny. What’s actually acceptable. What is our viewing pleasure?
Why is it pleasing?
Where inside of ourselves did we go?
I’m going to finishing enjoying my night. I’m going to use the stuff that I’ve been taught and zen out. I’m going to replace not knowing what to think with thinking beyond.
Happy Friday night