Singing in the rain

I unapologetically love people. They do shitty things all the time, it’s true – but my favorite thing is to listen, watch, and generally take in the quirks, passions, and nuances that everyone has.

As I sit here on my porch with rain coming down, I hear loud singing. At first I’m confused, who the heck is out here singing, outside in the rain? Then I see the truck. It’s the mailman. We’ve had quite a few mailmen since we’ve moved in (it’s an old walking route, it’s not the easiest assignment) and the current one is memorable. He’s relatively young, he ALWAYS has headphones on, and he SINGS. Like top of his lungs, DOESNOTGIVEAFUCK who hears his happy ass tone deaf voice, and he sings. He’s in his own little world every day as he delivers the mail and I love it.

This is what life is. To be yourself. To be able to find joy in the every day. This is where happiness lies. We make happiness out to be this big complicated thing, but it really isn’t. It’s letting go of what YOU THINK others MIGHT think of you (I once heard the quote – I do not remember where – that what other people think of you is none of your business and OMG if that isn’t the best statement ever!) and just let yourself live.

We tend to view life as this BIG THING that we need to make BIG DECISIONS about and have it all planned and figured out. But actually? We need to make the best of our current circumstances and our choices. This man delivers mail, he does it in 100 degrees and in 10 degrees, in the sun and the rain. What makes this daily job tolerable? Maybe even fun? HE SINGS!

It’s so damn easy to get caught up in the big thoughts. The “what ifs”, the “when”, the “how long” etc – but it’s the little choices we make every day that add up to so much. Have your goals, work your ass off, worry if you you must, but don’t wait for the perfect moment to sing, just do it.