Friday, May 15, 2009

Beauty

Sometimes, I envy Heather McDougal.

Here is a woman who has the sense of wonder I wish I still had; a woman who manages to look at the world each day with fresh eyes, who has found the beauty and the bizarre in a thousand tiny things. She gives voice to the silent beauties of this world and these minds we've been lucky enough to inherit; and for that, I treasure her; and for that, I envy her.

When I read her blog, I find a kind of peace. It's a balance, I think; a sort of quiet optimism, finding the glass half full by just seeing everything as a weird experiment. It's an attitude I do my best to cultivate, though the world might sprout a multitude of venomous thorns, though people I'd call "stupid" might be prolific: to see the world as an endless adventure, to see the ironies and the foolishness and the exultant spark of some divine trickster in everything we do. In short: I envy Heather McDougal, because Heather McDougal always greets life with a smile. And I wish I could always keep smiling.

As if right now, in my world, it is Friday. I have edited Part Twelve. I am on my third hand-mixed vodka gimlet of the night. I watched the first 7 chapters of Brick before my DVD player decided the disc was full of invisible scratches. I have a DVD with The Man from Earth on it, which I should watch on the recommendation of not one but two lovely people. And I am partaking in the beautiful, childlike, thoroughly ridiculous stream of tweets that is Amanda Palmer's "Losers on Friday Night on their Computer" club on Twitter (for the curious, look up the #LOFNOTC hashtag).

Somewhere, people on Friday night are having adventures. Somewhere there is dancing, and the meeting of eyes, and summer heat, and lovemaking. In here, though, there is Twitter, and drinking, and the feeling, however small, of accomplishing something Literary. In here we're watching movies and considering a run to Safeway for popcorn. In here, we're having our own kind of adventure, and in here we have our own kind of beauty.

It's time for me to get that damn smile on my face.

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