For The Days You Choose To Be Happy


It was about time to leave summer behind and look forward to winter – the verb, if there existed one. Only it is still warm outside and I don’t know whether we should be happy or not about that, since this might be a matter of global warming.

Leo DiCaprio has been warning us. My parents have been teaching me since forever to not take this planet for granted and to diminish any trace of carelessness when regarding it: water – Cristinaaa! when forgetting to turn it off post washing the dishes (yes!), food – they wouldn’t take me to McDonald’s and I would always sing McDonald’s song from the commercial hoping they would stop and feed me, electricity – when reading, yet still having the TV on and so on and I am not even mentioning throwing things in the streets or whatever, nature – planting trees and observing them grow.

The little things.

Other than that, I was allowed to go on parties, to stay up late and watch the Oscars or the MTV Video Music Awards, to draw on windows for holidays, to appreciate my brother when he would loudly listen to music, to climb each and every one of them (mom, dad, brother) if I felt like. They trusted me, they knew what they were raising, I come now to realise.

Oh, and try not to throw your gum in the streets, I’m telling you karma will get you and gum will stick to your feet one day. It got me (sorry, mom!). Not even out the window of the car, trust me! Moreover, a bird might try to chew it and they don’t know they’re not allowed to.

The little things which are not, in fact, little.

So life is beautiful, as Benigni would say – and mustn’t be taken for granted either and there will always be good days and bad days – if we truly take care and dream about it to be beautiful and true. Otherwise, you can throw the damn gum and you can only look down and stay in misery, but why da fuck would you? Unless choosing to be lame and complain and be too damn lazy to fight. Or just to be stupid.

You could, though, and should, most definitely, have a McDonald’s once in a while to stay sane.

For health there’s love, intuition, meditation, exercise, reading, watching movies, dreaming.

Even in meetings.

Or, you know, wearing some of the clothes you like on a day that just might turn into a good day thanks precisely to them. And this is why clothes are never just clothes. They help you cover parts only loved ones should see.

I held you in my arms when you were little and wanted to pee, my brother always says.