It’s so easy to rely on others for our personal happiness. I
know this all too well. Maybe it’s your Uncle Elmer. Maybe it’s your bae, Ramone
the Ticklish. Maybe it’s a group of people you don’t even really know, like the
Packers. Or worse yet, it could be that block of cheddar in your fridge.
Sure, that perfectly aged, natural cow’s milk blend is a beautiful balance of both sharpness and texture, exciting your palette with savoring
flavor. Pair that with the engaging satisfaction of watching a 7-minute Packers
drive end in 7 points and you might be in heaven. But soon, your blood pressure
soars due to the high sodium content of the cheese. And then you start to feel
sick after remembering that article, which said cheese can contain pus from
cows’ bladder infections. And Brett Hundley just threw a pick that effectively
ended the game.
Where is your happiness now, my friend? Was it really so
fragile, fleeting and superficial?
What you must realize is that you are in control of your own
happiness. Sure, it’s easy to give up on the season and become relentlessly bitter
in the comments section of ESPN. But it’s just as easy to take a deep breath
through your mouth, slowly exhale through your nose and then sing along to
Sweet Child of Mine in your best vintage Axl Rose voice. It’s the little things,
after all, that remind us just how close happiness really is.
If this sounds like feel-good, derivative crap, you are
probably still angry at what happened to #12 and not ready to let go. Give it
some time, but don’t wait forever. Because procrastination is a tell-tale sign
of weakness, and just one part of the reason you’re reading this blog and not
living the sweet life in Southern California’s beautiful San Fernando Valley.
Hey. I don’t live the perfect life, nor do I pretend to be
the perfect fan. But I’m not letting expectations of failure or success
interfere with my happiness. If there’s one thing you can take away from this,
it’s that if you never have any expectations, you will never be disappointed.
Delusional? Inspired? You decide. |