Things In Which I Don’t Believe
I am Santa. Which is almost as much fun as believing in him so don’t feel too bad for me on this one.
Every day I see bad shit happening to good people and wankers walking around without a care in the world. Either my understanding of karma is flawed or the concept itself is a load of bollocks.
As a nurse I’ve had a lot of people tell me I’m an “angel”. Clearly none of them have seen me just after being undertaken by an absolute tool in a BMW on the motorway.
Things In Which I Do Believe
Inconvenient, mind-blowing, illogical, life-affirming, glorious, love.
Less of the “water into wine” variety and more of the “this is so incredible I can’t believe it could be real” variety. Like the 2 little humans walking around today who started out as a chemical reaction in one of my fallopian tubes, for example.
I don’t care how busy you are, how important you think you are, or what other shit you have going on in your life, it costs nothing to say “please” and “thank you”.
Whoever decided we should stuff our faces 3 times a day at set intervals was a moron. I’m a big believer in grazing. And cake.
You can’t argue with it.