Shower Thoughts

A Finishing Touch

What a ride it has been, this week, this month, this year, this existence. In fact, I would go so far as to say it has been incredibly overwhelming at times, yet rather underwhelming at other times. Net result is whelming. And that’s water-tight.

As the name suggests, these ‘Shower Thoughts’ originate from the bathroom. Sometimes from the toilet even. As I sat in the shower and racked my brain for the next shower thought, an existential crisis hit like a steam train. What am I doing at university? I could be Slav-squatting in Russia. Or I could be licking windows in Egypt. Or eating mango chutney in Thailand. There is so much more to the world than conforming to societal trend. I often wonder what it would be like if the world reverted to what it was a billion or so years ago. We would be royally reamed.

Amongst this existential enigma, another thought popped into my mind. I don’t know what I don’t even know. How mental is that? For example, I recently learnt that a blue whale’s heart is the size of a car and you could swim through their blood vessels. I didn’t know that I didn’t know that fact, until I heard it. How do you know what you don't know that you don't know? I’m not sure how to rephrase that. It’s almost a double negative, a fake posi-tive.

Regardless of these contemplation that leave some of us stumped, we continue to walk down the interesting road that constitutes life. It feels as though time is passing quicker than a juiced-up Olympic sprinter. Soon we’ll all be old farts and yearning for the old days. Therefore, I think It would be pretty dope to make some kind of positive contribution to this big rock hurtling through space.

I think happiness (and memes) is a key element in achieving this. Before embarking on this uplifting university experience, I never knew there was so much discontent around. I can see how it’s hard to stay sane in such an environment. I sometimes tell people, that I would be content with living on the street, without a penny to my name, as long as I was happy. Imagine living on Main Street, that’d be entertaining.

Like many, I vary between glass half-full and glass half-empty, but I realised there’s water in the glass, so just farkin drink it. Just remember that everything works out in the end.

Cheers for the good times.

TL;DR: She’ll be right (but what if she’s wrong?)

Until Next Time,


Not Your Average Ponderer