To sleep, or not to sleep: that is the question.

It's 3:24am and, for the third straight night in a row, sleep eludes me.  I have clients all day tomorrow starting from my earliest available appointment and not ending until I close and here I am looking like I smoked a fatty with Cheech and Chong in Scooby Doo's Mystery van!  (By the way... the only mystery to that van was the fact that it took network television 30+ years to realize that the smoke roiling out of the doors when "those meddling kids" climbed out wasn't from the radiator overheating!)

I would love to sleep, but somehow, every time I lay down in bed, I
find myself pondering the finer points of life.  Anyone who knows me knows that I have an affinity toward cliches... or "Nikki's Barnyard Analogies" as my dear friend Kelly would call them.... but some of them really boggle my mind. 

Such as... (Those of you who have read my status on fb are already familiar with this one.)  “If you love somebody, let them go. If they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.” What a crock of shit! Let me interpret this for you in layman's terms, "If you love em let em go and they will screw as many chicks or dudes as they can until they find someone dumb enough to put up with their shit, if not they will come back to you because you are a sure thing and STUPID!"


Or another of my favorites, "If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with."  Seriously?!  Is that what we are reduced to?  Is this really what you want to teach your children?  That it's okay to settle because,*In a redneck drawl* 'Awwww... Shucks, Junior.  You tried, but little Suzie would rather be with Cleatus than you, so you may as well take big Bertha over there and make the best of a bad situation.  After all, we can't have you going through life thinking it's okay to take chances... or risks... or worse yet... be ALONE!' *Swooning*

I'm sorry, but I just refuse to subscribe to the notion that we need someone else to complete us.  Sure we need each other to procreate... or do we?  I'm pretty sure that  the virgin Mary might have something to say about that... and I'm not even trying to be blasphemous.  Please don't misunderstand the direction... or perhaps, misdirection of my rant.  I'm not talking about relationships between a man and a woman per se, I am taking about us, the human race as a whole and the U.S. in general.


I'm just saying that I think that too often we teach our kids, friends, loved ones, subordinates, ourselves that it's okay to settle.  I mean, it isn't all that bad to settle if you have tried every viable option and end up settling for the one that is the most promising or satisfying to you, but it seems that more and more each day, we decide to settle before we have even tried.  We give up on ourselves and on each other.  Nobody holds themselves accountable, yet everyone is quick to cast blame.  We are all of us entitled and none of us responsible.  We have the Freedom of Speech only to silence the Freedom of Religion.  We cast stones whilst living in glass houses.  We no longer push agendas for the sake of a better world for our children, but for the short term betterment of the here and now.  What have you done for me lately?!


If you think education is expensive, try ignorance!  It seems that people can no longer see past their noses, and if they are like me, they bite those noses off to spite their face anyway so they are that much more nearsighted!  I would bite my tongue, but I fear that the anti-cannibalists, (Yes there is such a thing), would burn me at the stake and if I claimed that the cat's got my tongue, PETA would have me strung up for cruelty to animals, and I can't swing a dead cat without hitting someone from that organization.  I guess this whole thing boils down to the fact that you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink, because that, too, would be inhumane! It's up to you if you want to pass the buck, but please remember the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree, so choose wisely before you decide to short change yourself.  Life's like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get, but you can be sure that you will be up creek without a paddle if you don't swim with the sharks every once in awhile! 


Just my two cents. 

I'm off to stare at the backs of my eyelids for awhile.  With any luck at all I might finally beat a cliche and find rest for the weary.  Till next time...

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