In the event of an emergency...

"ATTENTION. ATTENTION ALL SHOPPERS. IT IS HALFWAY THROUGH DECEMBER AND ARE EXTREMELY OVERTHINKING EVERYTHING. IN THIS OCCASION PLEASE KINDLY DIRECT YOURSELF OUTSIDE AND TAKE A DEEP BREATH. LIE DOWN IN THE SNOW. WHAT EVEN ARE THESE ORDERS..."

Ok I really don't know where I was going with but I can't really think straight right now because well because...

I just got past a really INTENSE week of school (concerts, table tennis, dramatic monologue presentation, a debate tournament) and it was probably close to the most freakin' amazing but terrifying experience of my life right up there with riding the Leviathan, throwing up in the car ride back from a family dinner and unintentionally causing a toilet to explode while I was away from the house on a retreat and having my parents and sister tell me the aftermath of it when I returned.

The point being, things that can be laughed about only in retrospect.

Leading up to it, it's not funny at all. It's panic and distress like the world is a crumbling cliff ledge and you are gradually gradually losing you piece of land with which to find a foothold but when you fall...when you fall...

It wasn't so bad after all.

People know me as a scaredy cat person with low tolerance for violence and crude jokes but will literally just stand there smiling dumbly and looking around like lamb that turned around for one second while the shepherd led the other ones away and now its having a panic attack because it doesn't know what it's doing because I literally don't understand ANYthing that is happening ever and people don't usually care much for that person and I can be kind of a hypocrite sometimes too because I've gotten confident in some things but not enough to actually...to actually...stand a chance.

It feels like everyday this past week was under a state of emergency and I was the only one who knew it and I still couldn't bring myself to evacuate everyone.

(You would not want me on your zombie apocalypse team, just saying.)

I wrote this a couple days ago, I don't know if it may be uplifting or helpful or WHAT but at the very least it doesn't sound too shabby so, here goes:

“If I don’t control what I’m able to take control of then I’d have wasted the chance and opportunity freely given me.

I should take it and be grateful.

Take it and do the best with it that I can.

I’m a billion negative adjectives rolled into one but instead of spending the rest of my life naming them, how about I spend it erasing them? Because gradually I’ll become someone who doesn’t use words to harm anyone – including myself. Because this powerful tool, I’ll learn to master. The art of language.

If I’m not the best at anything, I’ll become the worst at doing nothing. I don’t want to learn how to stand in such a way to pick up dust but in a way that I shoot up, drawing ever nearer to the sun’s warmth, chasing after the Good Things.

And it is only my own mind to stop me.

And I will not let it.”

- r.k.

(NOTE: Thanks for dropping by! Saltshakercity has been going on for more than a year now and I till remember last year and all the fun I had preparing posts and making content. I really enjoy doing this and I just hope that whoever is finding this and reading this may enjoy it too. It's only nine days until Christmas and these past few weeks, while high intensity, have also brought forth the best reward, and I just can't give enough thanks for everything. Tree's finally up on time this year, no presents yet but I suppose a haphazard spending spree on December 22nd isn't the worst way to go. Scratch that, that was a bit morbid, sorry. But have a magnificent Christmas season! I'll be back with something new soon! When I think of something to write that is...)

Stay saltful!

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