Time for a drink

So, it’s been a while. Did you miss me? Yes, I missed me. Sometimes it feels like that. It’s amazing how you can be a part of something and yet still feel apart from everything. I guess that’s the benefit of ‘society’; a group with commonalities that is made up of self-interested individuals. I’m not the kind of person who seeks or even accepts pity from others. I like to think that I have a decent grasp on things.

People love to group other people together to help them predict what they think and do; it must be left over from elementary school when we have to separate the apples from the oranges to add up how many there are of each. Does no one care how many pieces of fruit there are together? Anyway, I love the question “Do you see the glass half-full or half-empty?” Obviously, the questioner is trying to place you into either a pessimist or optimist bucket based on if you see life as lacking its full potential or as a satisfying experience regardless of the situation. My response to this question is simple. Can no one see that we are talking about half here? Does it really matter if it’s ‘full’ or ‘empty’? I see the fullness of the glass as an accomplishment for what has been obtained but the emptiness as the reality that there could always be more. The real difference in the views, in my opinion, is whether or not you want to do what’s required to make the glass fuller or are you okay with drinking what you have. For me, I guess it depends on how thirsty I am that day.