Not The ABBA Cassette
Jan. 27th, 2022 09:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
takethisforexampleI had a good day on Tuesday blah blah blah Bagel Club went well and so did the radio station, nothing I want to talk about even though Tuesday was amazing or whatever.
Call this harping on the bad, but on Wednesday my car was broken into. I swear this is much funnier than it sounds. Broken into while parked outside of my home, nonetheless. I opened my door to find the contents of my glovebox all over the seat and my chocolate vodka cherries MISSING. As well as my ABBA cassette and a couple CDs. They also took my embroidered seat covers which I guess sucks but it isn't too bad. Honestly, when I found my car in that state I just started laughing because I was really looking forward to those chocolates. Having them stolen from my car is the most "that would happen to Ricky" thing ever. It gave me a good laugh, I'm just glad nothing important was taken. I let the ladies at the front desk of my complex know and they said a few people had called about having their cars stolen from as well. I hope whoever it was enjoys those discontinued Trader Joe's chocolates with the high alcohol content, as well as my beloved ABBA cassette. It's a bit sad and I feel violated but what matters is that nothing critical was gone, not like I keep important stuff in my car anyway.
I also had a bit of a sobering moment the other day where I came to the realization that I've actually been pretty ungrateful recently. I get upset frequently, as well as jealous and petty. I know I wrote the other day about being generally unhappy and while that isn't untrue, I feel like there are things about that that are within my control. I have a lot going for me right now in life with Bagel Club and the radio station and my classes, and that's all great, but using that as my requirements for being happy is actually dragging me down. There was a time of about eight years where I dreamed of the academic success and motivation that I have now and thought that it would relieve all of my anxiety. Now I know that while I love what I have been able to achieve in university, it does not fulfill me in the slightest. What fulfills me is being able to see that what I do here brings joy to other people, and I can't think of anything more important for my own happiness than that. Status and success are cool and all, but they really aren't all they're cracked up to be. They pretty much mean nothing if you are desolate all the time. While I admittedly feel that way frequently, it doesn't mean that I should be taking the people I do have for granted because I might as well have nothing without them. I don't really know how to explain it. I spent a long time thinking, and coming out of it I guess I just feel a little more clear about what I need.
I might take a short break from writing since I feel I have some things I need to work out with myself right now. Sometimes this place turns into a constant stream of life updates and nothing of actual substance, so I'd like to step away from that for a little while. As much as I love to word vomit, it gets me nowhere.
Call this harping on the bad, but on Wednesday my car was broken into. I swear this is much funnier than it sounds. Broken into while parked outside of my home, nonetheless. I opened my door to find the contents of my glovebox all over the seat and my chocolate vodka cherries MISSING. As well as my ABBA cassette and a couple CDs. They also took my embroidered seat covers which I guess sucks but it isn't too bad. Honestly, when I found my car in that state I just started laughing because I was really looking forward to those chocolates. Having them stolen from my car is the most "that would happen to Ricky" thing ever. It gave me a good laugh, I'm just glad nothing important was taken. I let the ladies at the front desk of my complex know and they said a few people had called about having their cars stolen from as well. I hope whoever it was enjoys those discontinued Trader Joe's chocolates with the high alcohol content, as well as my beloved ABBA cassette. It's a bit sad and I feel violated but what matters is that nothing critical was gone, not like I keep important stuff in my car anyway.
I also had a bit of a sobering moment the other day where I came to the realization that I've actually been pretty ungrateful recently. I get upset frequently, as well as jealous and petty. I know I wrote the other day about being generally unhappy and while that isn't untrue, I feel like there are things about that that are within my control. I have a lot going for me right now in life with Bagel Club and the radio station and my classes, and that's all great, but using that as my requirements for being happy is actually dragging me down. There was a time of about eight years where I dreamed of the academic success and motivation that I have now and thought that it would relieve all of my anxiety. Now I know that while I love what I have been able to achieve in university, it does not fulfill me in the slightest. What fulfills me is being able to see that what I do here brings joy to other people, and I can't think of anything more important for my own happiness than that. Status and success are cool and all, but they really aren't all they're cracked up to be. They pretty much mean nothing if you are desolate all the time. While I admittedly feel that way frequently, it doesn't mean that I should be taking the people I do have for granted because I might as well have nothing without them. I don't really know how to explain it. I spent a long time thinking, and coming out of it I guess I just feel a little more clear about what I need.
I might take a short break from writing since I feel I have some things I need to work out with myself right now. Sometimes this place turns into a constant stream of life updates and nothing of actual substance, so I'd like to step away from that for a little while. As much as I love to word vomit, it gets me nowhere.
