Well That Didn't Work

I'VE ACCEPTED THAT MY LIFE IS THE WAY IT IS
I caved in and bought the glasses I've so desperately needed for months(granted, I caught, what I thought was, a break and got a good deal on them.) I had the glasses for just under three hours when Tom stepped on them. I didn't react...at all, it was almost as if I expected it. He reached down for them and offered them to me. I turned my head towards him slowly, still expressionless, and then glanced down at his outstretched hand. It was at that moment that he realized the "significance" of what he'd done. "Oh God, Sam, I'm so sorry. Those weren't the glasses you..." He trailed off slightly as I interjected a flat, "yup." Like I said, I almost expected it.

He was struggling to hold back a chuckle, he didn't hide it. "Ya, I know," I said grinning ever so subtly, barely noticeably, recognizing the bitter humor that is my life and the ridiculous amount of irony that permeates through it. "I'm sorry Sam," he said laughing. His attitude and tone were very similar to ones one might exude while recapping the events of the previous night's episode of a particular situational-comedy sitcom. "Ya," I sighed in response.

I've accepted that my life is the way it is, and was able to see the same humorous irony in the situation that Tom did. I started lightly laughing along with him. It was the definition of a bittersweet moment. I then proceeded to attempt to fix the glasses; they weren't beyond repair, but they'll still need to be taken back to the doctor's office.

The other day, I told Alex the story of my family's move from Texas to Connecticut. The story is one of my favorites, and one which I consider quite humorous. His response to it was, "that's depressing." If one of my few good memories is considered depressing by everyone else, what would my worst memories be to them? Jesus Christ.

I've started wondering if the mere possibility of having something better at some undetermined point in the future is worth continuing fighting this war...I know it is. I'll find my genius, my original idea, and the love of my life eventually.

I hate waiting.
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