Cabaret of life

I am awaiting a bombardment of future challenges, which are driven by my recent revelation.

Why do we over speculate or expect far too much from.......? Well everything.

Last night I became engaged with a war of humour. I stumbled upon a quaint little joint promising a night of entertainment. With a good friend of mine, I tucked myself up in my comfortable imagination and set myself the task of inhaling laughter. However there was one problem. The acts were atrocious, totally. But so dismal they turned out to be, I still managed to nearly wee myself with laughter. This purely given by my inability to keep a straight face when I can see someone clearly embarrassing themselves. But credit to them for having the guts to be dismal.

And I am still residing in last night’s cabaret of life. It has to be said that we really do as humans require far too much stimulant. Let’s look at the humble microwave meal. Now there is something that in reality is destined to let you down. The picture for a start is very loosely based on what we are actually going to eat. But we are totally aware of this, and still we tuck in and sit satisfied.

I need to assert myself to not expecting too much. I am so very aware of the reprucussions of doing that. Last night will stay with me. Funny or not, I had my ears and eyes canvassed, and I joined that religion. If only others had taken that rule to heart, they may not have been filled with such expectance. ..