anecdotes with no purpose.
My fish is constipated. Yes, it’s true. An hour after he eats, poor money gets all upside down and looks like his dead. Turns out the boy (or girl) just really needs to have a bowel movement. Funny how important pooping is.
The fact that I started my entry off with a little anecdote about bowel movements is by no means a testament to what is going on in my life. As usual, I have a fairly positive perspective. Of course I have baggage and issues to wade through, but for the most part I would call myself adjusted. =) OH, to be an average American woman.
Have you ever been going through life and you’re doing well, you think you’re something a little special. You’re not completely at the high end of the bell curve, but you don’t think that you’re in the all encompassing center. Then you have an epiphany. We’re ALL average and we all think that we’re above average. Turns out really that we’re just inthe middle. If you thought at one point you were below average this revelation comes as a relief. Most of us don’t tend to think that way, so this revelation kind of came as a blow to the ego.
And then, you get used to it. It’s a relief in the end.
Yet another anecdote that really doesn’t lead into anything. Just some random thoughts.
Old people are funny. They DO define the goodnes or baddness of each day in terms of bowel movements. Must be some kind of wisdom there that I just fail miserably in grasping.
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wow. I didn’t know fish could get constipated. How can you fix that? lol.
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