Life isn’t that serious.
Sure, it has its moments, but mainly, life is absurd.
I am at my healthiest when I can recognize the absurdity.
I am at my healthiest when I can laugh at my life.
It’s when I get too serious that I get stuck.
If there’s one quality I could never live without, it’s my sense of humour. I wouldn’t be here without this coping mechanism, and I wouldn’t be me.
Life is absurd. Think about it.
We’re living through late-stage capitalism and making memes.
We think of ourselves as these incredibly productive beings, yet we sleep for a third of our lives.
They sell chocolate pizzas at the store. I’m an adult who hasn’t swept their apartment for over three months. I broke off the end of my favourite knife on a frozen burrito.
None of us know what the hell we’re doing. We’re just stumbling around trying to put on a good show.
Life is a lot of things, including absurd. Embracing that absurdity has gotten me through its most difficult chapters, its darkest moments.
Also, I like absurdity. It keeps things interesting, keeps me on my toes, laughing, expecting the unexpected.
Life can be incredibly serious, yes, but even at its most serious, it’s not that serious. Life is absurd.