So as you can tell by my previous ambiguously depressed post, recent circumstances have been challenging.
This ennui has been pervasive – as seen by the recent incident whereby I gave overpriced magnets with inspirational sayings to fellow sufferers. And S., upon receiving hers (“LIFE IS NOT ABOUT FINDING YOURSELF, IT’S ABOUT CREATING YOURSELF”), nodded firmly. “Yes, yes, that is so absolutely right. So correct lor.”
S. is not the most peppy person so I was surprised she was so affirmed by her inspirational magnet.
Me: You like it huh?
S: Yes, yes, that’s what everyone does to themselves all the time.
Me: Got meh?
S: Ain’t that what we doing now? Cheating ourselves?
S: Yah what. The magnet says “It’s about CHEATING yourself.”
Such is the state of the mind that a message of encouraging initiative becomes that of passive-agressive compromise. Either that, or she needs bifocals.
Incidentally, Dash helped summed up my state of mind with her Chilli Crabby Crab (image above), who is nervously twitching at the chilli bomb in its hands.