This perfect booty of mine and I have traveled the world together extensively for the past twenty and some years and let me tell you – my booty has had more than one beating (metaphorically speaking, of course, I was always a saint..). Life tends to sometimes….smack your booty. If you’ve ever tried snowboarding I’m sure you know what I mean – it hurts to land on your ass on the icy patches. It doesn’t normally REALLY hurt that much though…just if you expect to look good in front of your friends and the hot dude next to you. Then your ego will hurt. Badly. If you don’t care about how good you are on the other hand – you practice and learn, but you are there to have fun – then falling on your ass is funny. You feel like a three year old kid again tumbling over in the snow. Doesn’t mean you aren’t doing your best, doesn’t mean you aren’t working hard, the difference is you are enjoying yourself. You have a goal and you care to reach it – the better you get at snowboarding the cooler mountains you can go down, but you can have fun wherever you’re at. You gotta live every moment to the full.
At other times…whether you like it or not, it does really hurt falling on your ass because it wasn’t just going down a mountain with a snowboard that you screwed up – you fucked up something you cared a lot more about. It’s natural though – look at a kid that’s learning to walk. Life is nothing more or less; you have to learn before you can do something. Some people are lucky enough to have been taught their lessons by others, but most of us are enrolled in the school of hard knocks. As they say: the only way to learn is to fall on your ass six times and get up seven, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it feels great when you hit all your old bruises the 6th time you fall, even if you are a much wiser and happier person than when you fell the first time, the pain is still the same. Also, it’s fucking hard for your ego to confess to still haven’t fully learnt your lesson, at the same time as you are thankful for having been given a missing piece of the puzzle, so if it isn’t yet the last one (but hallelujah if it is!).
I guess part of growing up is learning to be proud of yourself even when you lose your face. That some people’s opinions don’t matter. Even if you fuck up for real, do something nasty, just face up to it, apologize and move on. And by the end of the day, if you can have fun whilst you are learning, you are further along than 95% of the population. I’m sure that the most treasured moments of your life weren’t when you got an A in something, but rather when you laughed till you cried…whether that was ‘cuz you fell on your ass or had it smacked…ahem…
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