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About a week ago I woke up grumpy.
I don’t do it often, but every once in a while I set aside the time, just to stay in practice.
Usually during these grumpy mornings I am well out of my mood by the time I enter into the actual work of the day. But on this particular occasion, I languished in my self-pity and remained grumpy well past the noon hour.
When I finally emerged from my dark cloud, a thought came to my mind. I realized that I had luxuriated in my vice of “cranky,” never considering that if my reaction—my temperament—were multiplied by eight billion, we would be in a helluva lot of trouble.
What would happen if the entire world woke up grumpy?
Certainly by nightfall—and I do not exaggerate—we would be involved in a thermonuclear war. We would blow everybody’s ass to Kingdom Come for daring to be grumpy on the morning we had reserved for the privilege.
Think about it.
We’re always so critical of life—and even one another—yet fortunately, we don’t all decide to go nutzoid at the same time.
There’s always someone who, when the idea of bungy jumping comes up, frowns and expresses some negative points that eventually bring the room to sense, which prevents us from jumping off a bridge head-first, at the mercy of an exaggerated rubber band.
Moving on from grumpy…
How about hungry?
If every person in the world woke up hungry—all eight billion of us—we’d have a situation.
Because the truth is, everyone in the world does wake up hungry. But fortunately, most of them don’t complain because all they have for their bagel is unflavored cream cheese. If the whole world woke up hungry and fussy over the choices provided, by nightfall the entire face of this planet would be overrun in terrorism.
How about horny?
Would we be dealing with rape and incest, not to mention a proliferation of babies conceived that we might not be prepared for?
Just simply this: if everybody in the world—all eight billion souls—decided next Tuesday to wake up sleepy (as I oft contend to be) how many airplane crashes would there be?
It is fortunate—even divinely inspired—that the human race does not destroy itself merely by sharing common vices at exactly the same moment.
Can you imagine four hundred people going to the DMV on Magnolia Street on the same day, who all arrive in a murderous rage?
It gives a whole new meaning to the phrase, “Yield to Oncoming Traffic.”
Don’t you find this significant?
Stop—let this change your life.
We are not alone. If we were alone, we would find a way to line up our bad attitudes in agreement, point them at one another and destroy all that we are.
In the midst of every grumpy, hungry, horny and sleepy human gathering, there are some souls who have have chosen to wake up
…kind.
Yay-yay!
Sometimes it’s a choice. There are special occasions when the pillow is exceptionally soft, and the mercy of a good night’s sleep turns us almost angelic.
But every single day, if four billion people wake up nasty, then, in order to balance things out, we are required to have four billion waking up kind.
And these kind people provide three essential gifts:
- They water down the hate so it’s not so poisonous.
- They spice up the boredom, so it doesn’t cause us to have a cranial meltdown.
- And they sweeten the disposition, so we do not aggravate one another.
The world is not without hope.
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