Deliver, with a smile
Sunday, 15. March 2009, 00:15:23
I'm a courier, a delivery boy. I travel 'round and deliver what people most often need - a smile. Sometimes they'll need a single nod and a smile, sometimes they'll need an entire devastating evening of fun, sometimes they'll need the most glowy, radiating You that you can deliver. How do I know what they want - I don't. I don't know. Somehow, subconsciously, I feel motivated to go to people and find their secret, to reveal the things needed to get them to have fun.
What I cannot understand is it how a gloomy, sarcastic, cynical person manages to end up to be a factor in the happiness of others. I mean, it's not like my usual moods are overflowing with happy thoughts. We've all seen enough stupidity and misery not to be able to only focus on the good things in life.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts ... How do you get your happy thoughts to flow? What is the trigger for this emotional explosion that makes the people around you catch up with you and smile again? Laugh with you and at you - both will work out just fine enough.
We all need our catalyst, a sparkle, a small piece of joy and fun on which to build on. How little does it take - sometimes almost nothing at all. Meeting someone new and astonishing. Meeting an old friend, as crazy as yourself. Hearing that wicked track in the club, the one that makes you go nuts, no matter what. A small initiator of epic good times.
So that's what I do - I travel around and look for those tiny motivators, those bits and pieces of the scenery that are necessary. And I use them to get started. To set things in motion and deliver you the smiles you'd want. And sometimes it is so easy. How hard would it be to bring out the fun when everyone carried their own trigger for the good times? It's always there - people bring with them the things that are needed to make them have fun. They always have the necessary to turn my smile on.
You know you make me want to smile. And shout, and dance, and jump, and run and laugh. "B-Complex - It's a funny world" - hearing this track right now is all it takes. I cannot possibly find a more fitting example. Here I am, shoes off, spread on all three seats on row 7 in this Boeing, typing stuff on my laptop and bouncing in the rhythm of a spectacular tune. It is enough to make the stewardesses smile. And what more do you need to keep yourself happy, really?
Your cynical gloominess - delivering little bundles of joy, with a smile, directly to wherever you are.
What I cannot understand is it how a gloomy, sarcastic, cynical person manages to end up to be a factor in the happiness of others. I mean, it's not like my usual moods are overflowing with happy thoughts. We've all seen enough stupidity and misery not to be able to only focus on the good things in life.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts ... How do you get your happy thoughts to flow? What is the trigger for this emotional explosion that makes the people around you catch up with you and smile again? Laugh with you and at you - both will work out just fine enough.
We all need our catalyst, a sparkle, a small piece of joy and fun on which to build on. How little does it take - sometimes almost nothing at all. Meeting someone new and astonishing. Meeting an old friend, as crazy as yourself. Hearing that wicked track in the club, the one that makes you go nuts, no matter what. A small initiator of epic good times.
So that's what I do - I travel around and look for those tiny motivators, those bits and pieces of the scenery that are necessary. And I use them to get started. To set things in motion and deliver you the smiles you'd want. And sometimes it is so easy. How hard would it be to bring out the fun when everyone carried their own trigger for the good times? It's always there - people bring with them the things that are needed to make them have fun. They always have the necessary to turn my smile on.
You know you make me want to smile. And shout, and dance, and jump, and run and laugh. "B-Complex - It's a funny world" - hearing this track right now is all it takes. I cannot possibly find a more fitting example. Here I am, shoes off, spread on all three seats on row 7 in this Boeing, typing stuff on my laptop and bouncing in the rhythm of a spectacular tune. It is enough to make the stewardesses smile. And what more do you need to keep yourself happy, really?
Your cynical gloominess - delivering little bundles of joy, with a smile, directly to wherever you are.
WIDGETIZE