This week’s 100 Word Challenge from Velvet Verbosity prompt is SPECTACLE. I didn’t have to look far to craft my submission.
The past couple of weeks have been a little challenging for me. Stress, sorrow, frustration, and even anger built until I could not hold them back any longer. Then, without warning, I erupted. I unleashed my fury on one who was actually deserving of some of it, but certainly not of the full impact.
The other day, a friend posted this line on Facebook, “Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something, and has lost something.” This sentiment (not his post) is what set me off on a tangent.
You see, I had lost something dear to me, was dealing with the grief, spending time with a loved one to ease the pain, and just minding my own business, when someone else felt the need to get in my face about something utterly ridiculous. She pounced with both feet because she was CLUELESS to my situation. She is a rule follower, only sees black and white, and by God, she felt justified! Of course this stranger had no idea of my situation–and had no desire to learn of it–but, that’s not the way we should approach people. We should recognize everyone has stuff going on and what we see externally is our limited perception.
Anyway, in the end, I pounced back…caring not what the stranger’s stuff may have been, what caused her to react poorly in the beginning. I sank to her level and there are no winners in this situation. Live and learn and try again!
It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt.
Performing as one of life’s clowns, I make others laugh and feel good about life. When my objective is reached, my spontaneity–which flourishes in the inane–is embraced without regret.
However, my impulses recently grabbed the reins and took me down a dark path. Shrieking from a car window, berating a stranger for behavior that was void of courtesy and compassion, I now realize what a spectacle I must have been.
The snapshot of that moment is present every time I look in the mirror. Nobody is laughing now. Regrettable.
Lesson learned: I much prefer being life’s clown!
That’s all I’ve got for today.