stick this on your bumper

Yesterday I saw a bumper sticker that said “No bad days. ” I didn’t take it well.  It pissed me off. “What’s so special about you?” I wanted to ask. “How have you managed to go trough life with no bad days? What’s your secret? Is your secret The Secret?”  And another thing, without bad days there can be no good days. That’s the way life is. You can’t appreciate a good day if you have no bad days.  Maybe I’m overacting a tad. Maybe I’m jealous a tad. But really it just seems so arrogant to me. No bad days. I don’t buy it. Not for a minute.  But still I would like to meet this person, and maybe find out what they’re smoking.  This person would have to stoned all the time, don’t you think? Drugs, that has to be the secret.

No bad days got me thinking about all the other things that people say to make themselves feel better. It’s more like a rant then a bumper sticker, but maybe if I had a really big car…

Sarah’s rant

I don’t believe that things happen for a reason.  When bad things happen to good people, or when dumb things happen to smart people I tend to think it’s random, bad luck.   I don’t believe in God but I think that he often gives us more than we can handle.  I like the idea of karma but I’m not sure how far to take it. I guess I agree that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, but often I think it just makes you stranger.  I try to make the best of a bad situation. I can sometimes see that every cloud has a silver lining.  But more often than not I see the glass as half empty.  I hate it when people tell me to look on the bright side; that things could always be worse. Is this supposed to make me feel better?  Things could always be worse is not a happy thought for me.  When I feel like there is a knife stuck in my back I do not tend to think how lucky I am that there is not another one stuck in my head.


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