Some days my feed is filled with cures.
For wrinkles. Grey hair. No hair. Overweight. Underpaid. Wrong job. Not enough followers. Too little business. Lack of power. Missing out.
It’s almost as if the advertisers and algorithms don’t like who I am. And they think I don’t like who I am either.
What a sad use of our few moments together! And also: if not careful, you could miss the point -
Of life!
You see, a lot of things in life won’t turn out as expected. I may not look like the *picture of perfection* drawn on some imaginary whiteboard. There’s no doubt my days - and life - will be far messier than the “designer list” imagined to be in need of a solution.
But nonetheless: I’m just fine, thank you!
For life is not the same as a “feed” of expectation and infotainment. It’s far more than an episode in between commercials. Or the perfect selfie. It doesn’t happen when I “call now” or “act soon.” Or receive a discount or join the club.
I don’t need a secret solution to these problems because life isn’t an unending series of ailments.
Because my grey hairs aren’t a problem but a testament. My wrinkles and scars aren’t imperfections but evidence - that I passed this way and made a difference. My work isn’t a burden and my income is enough and I don’t look around my house or family and friends and think: What’s missing?
But rather I say-
Well done!
And then I recall that:
Things are unfolding the way they should -
And only could - Because wherever you go:
Here you are!
Just as you should.