As I told you before, I have highs and I have lows. Last week, as expected, I hit a big low. I knew it was going to happen, so I’m okay with it and, thank goodness, now I’m in-between again. Not an in-betweener teen, just living an ‘in between life.’ Sounds a bit extra-terrestrial 🙂 .
It’s not extremely good, but it’s not extremely bad either. Time just moves on. I plod on. I do this, I do that, but I don’t really feel I’m doing anything great. I’m working hard, but not getting any results. I suppose I’m getting there in the long run, but not just yet.
You can argue about whether it is a good life. What is good? Should I take medication to stop the lows? But that would mean I also won’t get the highs. Just like Stephen Fry I don’t want to live without the highs. I’ll take the good with the bad, for better, for worse, for richer and for poorer.
I suppose most people live ‘lives in-between.’ Working 9 to 5 doesn’t often hold much highs or lows. Weekends probably break the monotony of life and keep people happy.
Thinking of what other people go through, refugees, victims of abuse, etc., I think I can live in the middle now and again. And considering, my lows aren’t that low. It’s my first world problem. I think I better shut up.