Unfortunate Details

This morning at 6:29 I was sitting on my balcony drinking black coffee and started typing these words; hoping that it was the last time I had to start typing for the next two hours. I was slightly frustrated with my somewhat outdated, non-apple product of a computer. Because it took 5 minutes to open Word because my somewhat outdated non-apple computer is somewhat outdated. I wanted to start typing this at 6:24, and I did, but Word kept closing on me so every time I had to keep retyping my first and only sentence, until 6:29 waited on me to reach it and my computer started working like there was never a problem.

Before I got up from my (not so) comfortable wooden throne of a chair to get my computer to start typing this, I was watching a sunrise. Well, kind of. A building next to mine blocked the sun from reaching my eyes, but I wasn’t hidden in a shadow, I still had light. I as well was fortunate enough to see millions of glimmers among the distant trees, as the air withheld the trees in a golden overcast. I was watching a sunrise because I awoke from my 5-hour slumber that I couldn’t fall back into. But, I wasn’t tired. Sounds like an ideal way to start your day, right? Some people who love waking up early might be yelling “yes!” in their heads right now. If you are anything like me, you might disagree strongly and wish I would go back and retype that sentence to make it a little more sarcastic or narcissistic. But, I didn’t. And I won’t So, read on. I don’t jump with joy when I think of getting up out of my cloud of a bed that I sink into every time I lay right in the middle of. But, this morning I could have stayed in bed with the doubtful, irritated hopes of dreaming about getting more sleep, but I didn’t. I got up, and then looked up “what time will the sun rise?” I got the answer from trust-worthy google; “5:49 A.M”. “Cool” I thought, “I’ll get up, change into sweats, pour coffee then go watch the sun rise”.

Everything went accordingly until the moment I stepped out on my balcony and looked to the left where the sun would rise. I frowned and wished everything around me would disappear because this morning instead of watching the sun rise, I watched the glow of the sun behind a brown building. Am I complaining? Kind of. While my computer was taking its time to wake up from its 2-day nap (because I have been too busy for 48 hours to write, bummer) I started thinking. Why do people nag about the hapless details? I mean, I must’ve been born under a lucky star to be able to wake up in a sheltered house with a family and have the opportunity to relax and dwell on the thought of a good life. I started thinking of how much I crave for this morning to be every morning, despite a few minor details. I wish to write and publish and speak about my writings every day until I am bored of and no longer hold contentment to writing. But I was only painting castles in the air.

Before I decided to start typing, I was on my (deadly according to the wise) phone, scrolling through all of my social media that my phone storage could contain. I then felt a feeling of guilt. Why? Because I was on my phone instead of breathing in the air and reflecting on life in its purest form; nature. I looked to my right and saw little God-made creatures chasing each other up and down the branches of the large plant that gives you and I oxygen. Life is so beautiful, I don’t mean the action of it, but the living organisms that surround the holes and crevices of this large but small Earth. The person who first discovered this article may have a completely different view of life and religion than you or I, but that’s okay. I just cannot help but think of how complex and organized ever so carefully this Earth was put together. When people think of nature as only a big bang or a chemical reaction, it takes away the value society puts into the life around us. God took time to make sure everything flowed accordingly. Every branch giraffes eat off must be precisely set to a certain height so that they can reach, and their young as well. The grass must be watered and hydrated by some miracle liquid that keeps it alive; as do humans.

I don’t want the people who read this to think I’m hypocritical or only leave room for myself to speak (or write) about the way life was formed. Someone who shares the same God as I might disagree with everything I have said so far, I hope not, but it could be true. Disagree or not, I want these words you have read to be remembered. If you can remember my name, great. But, in 10 years will you remember this? Will you remember and reflect on these thoughts life as I have? Or as the person who read this before you has?

The main thing from this I hope sticks with you through your journey on this Earth is the following: You are never too unfortunate to make something good out of an unlucky situation. Humanity as we know it has changed drastically in the last however many years statistics are stating. People complain about small things rather than big ones. Would you rather your car break down on the way to work or your Starbucks barista get your “regular” order wrong? Let that question sit and decompose for a moment. Was I right? I thought about this as well and for a second I was thinking, definitely my car. If my coffee is hot and tastes good, I’m good. But seriously? I’d much rather not take a risk for my job to be handed down over a complaint because my coffee isn’t hot enough to sizzle my taste buds. Fairly enough, we all doubt and complain and mourn. Life is rough, so be it. But there is also so many elements to life to celebrate over. Marriages, good coffee, newborn babies and pay raises. Life is good and God is good, sometimes we just need a little reminder, or a whole one thousand, one hundred and four words to make sure we know it.

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