Things to keep in mind when in the face of outrage:
"To know that you do not know is the best. To pretend to know when you do not know is a disease."
"Respond intelligently even to unintelligent treatment."
I like it, Lao Tzu.
A wonderful girlfriend of mine loaned me The Tao of Pooh a few weeks ago and I've recently started reading it. The long and short of Taoism is great; it brings to the forefront harmony in life that stems from the self. Be in the present, don't overanalyze or get in your head, and just live life accordingly. To me, it feels like a philosophy, more so than a religion, which I respect and don't feel forced into believing in something. The more I read, the more I am realizing that much of the way that I have already been living has fallen along these very similar, if not same, lines. Maybe it's because I'm growing up, or feel like I've been forced to grow up a little bit more quickly, especially in the last few months. Maybe it's because I am realizing that the older I get, the more I don't have time for bullshit fodder.
Not so long ago, I was made to feel like I was lazy, like I was just, more or less, reaping any sort of "benefit" from this shit situation that I'm in, as if all of it was in my control or that I had any choice in the hand that was dealt to me, and that the happiness that I am finally starting to genuinely feel is in total vain. Naturally, I reacted. And perhaps, my reaction stoked the proverbial flames of this gadfly's intention. Who the fuck knows, really. All I know is that I don't have any more energy to expend to put up with that kind of disingenuous behavior. I. Just. Don't.
So, I thought about it all day. I thought about it all night. Finally, a simple, yet brilliant idea occurred to me: trim the fat. All of the negativity, the toxicity, and the noise that keep annoyingly buzzing all need to be cut out. My metaphorical reset button has been pushed. And I'm not looking back.