Taking some things too seriously.
Life has many lessons.
How often people find something weighing a bit heavily on their minds, and often, rightfully so, and at other times, the answers lie elsewhere.
While pondering upon something, perhaps a bit weighed down with thoughts, I walked into my usual store for coffee, and heard one of the cashiers say to a co-worker something along the lines of: You know how we eat or diet until we get to our weight? It’s times like these that one is thankful for walking into a discussion, for I nearly broke out in laughter. I replied something like: Wait a minute. Isn’t the weight you’re at, whatever that is, your weight? Ahhh… well, it got me out of over-pondering something that probably didn’t need contemplating.
Well, I got my beverage of choice, walking to the counter to pay, and she said something along the lines of: Can’t seem to stop eating. It’s just like, the food’s there and I keep picking up. Don’t want to turn into a fatty. So I said something along the lines of, well, maybe because it’s winter, it’s part of our survival nature. I was thinking, maybe evolution is true and we’re descended from squirrels, packing food away for the winter.
Ahh… well. Like I read someplace. Laughter is good medicine.
Time and tide.