“There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.”~ Erma Bombeck
A tour bus guide offers you a choice of views:
Look up and you’ll see the sky: the sun, moon, stars, rainbows, mountains, the skyline of a city, buildings with spires, gargoyles, flying buttresses. You’ll be the first to know if the sky is clear and blue, or gray and heavy with snow. You’ll feel the mist of light rain on your face, and catch first sight of the rainbows. But you also might step in shit, trip on a tree root that protrudes from the ground, or fall into a pit.
Look down: you’ll see all the shit, discarded litter, dirt, insects, but you also might find some loose change, and see flowers.
Look straight ahead: you’ll see the faces of others like you, and you’ll see where their focus is.
You can have fun anywhere doing anything, unless you’re with the wrong people. The right people aren’t always pointing out the shit. The right people laugh at irony, they are kind to others, they aren’t controlling, constantly offering unsolicited advise. Their zen like aura is soothing, but they make you laugh hard, often to the point of bladder control failure.
I walk on the side of the line with laughter, comedy and humor. I look up. I step in shit, but half the time I don’t even notice.
The Daily Post, March 27, 2015, Daily Prompt: I Walk the Line- Have you got a code you live by? What are the principles or set of values you actively apply in your life?<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/i-walk-the-line/”>I Walk the Line</a><a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/i-walk-the-line/”>I Walk the Line</a>