from harsh rides to smooth poops

the angel is in the details

Whaddya want outta life?

An efficient ride that’s harsh or something to smooth out the bumps?

I spend countless hours deliberating on this very simple trade off.

Dear reader, humour me as I go off on a bit of a tangent.

And this tangent? It’s kinda like a shopping spree.

You see, I’m a very savvy shopper.

I come by this honestly.

My mom?

Well, one could say that she’s the Wayne Gretzky of shopping.

She need to get my nanny a walker. Despite being less than 100% herself she drove all over creation stopping at three shops and purchasing two walkers. One she’ll keep. One will go back. And that other store? Well… We won’t talk about THAT place, will we?

I shop for things that I don’t need nor can’t afford.

When surfed I shopped for longboards. There were trade offs - wave catching ability vs maneuverability.

With bikes, it’s comfort vs efficiency while going on long rides.

No matter what happens we humans make trade offs.

I was talking with someone today who was confused.

Why am I crying over this small thing?

I told her well, the big things in your life are huge bumps. It’s more efficient for you to cry over the small thing than cry over the big one.

We do this as humans. We find small things to rage about or cry over. It makes us seem crazy.

But that’s the trade off.

Instead of big tears over the big things that could become so great that we’re afraid they’d swallow us up, we find little things that we can move through more efficiently.

So, we make bargains with ourselves about how ‘reasonable’ or sane we believe we might seem to the world.

In reality?

We’re all batshit crazy motherfuckers making tradeoffs between what we see is ideal and what we are actually capable of.

But the craziest motherfuckers?

They pretend that this bargain doesn’t have to happen.

I dunno about you but if I was having my cake and eating it too, I’d be concerned about the nature of my poops.

Just something to ponder…