Sunday, April 03, 2011
I call myself a pleasure delayer. Someone who notices that a book, a special treat, a sad "girlie movie" might be good for my soul. Then I deny myself. Not on purpose, or for the sole reason of not experiencing joy or happiness. But instead I come up with excuses. I don't "need" it. It's too expensive. I'll use it once and never look at it again. It won't *really* make me happier.
And I must say, I generally agree with my own sentiment. "Stuff" is not something that I always reject, but I can't argue that "things" make a life worth living. People, thoughts and emotions will always trump "stuff" any day in my book. But with that said, sometimes "stuff" opens us up to others experience, opinion and perspective... and no, I don't mean twitter.
I don't know what it was about yesterday in a local bookstore, but I threw my normal "denial" stuff out the window. I bought two lovely things that I will delight in for a long time. One - The Book Of Awesome by Neil Pasricha. How could my life NOT be made better by reading a collection of the simplest and most delightful things in the crazy place that we call the "modern world"? I love that it's a plainly easy idea - to start a blog or a book and enjoy the small joys in life.
To me, it proves that bigger (and grander) isn't always better. I've only read three so far and will continue to limit myself to three each day because that's how I roll. ;-)