So, these days I have been running every evening.
Why?
Because I have been so lazy the past few months, and as a turn of unfortunate events, I have gotten a little fat. Like skinny-fat to be exact.
What’s skinny-fat you may ask?
Ah, it’s the worst thing ever! Like, your skinny overall, but your tummy is fat. It honestly sucks.
Trust me, you don’t want to be skinny-fat. It’s the worst thing in the world lol.
So, hoping to look like LeBron James (one day, maybe lol), I decided to run alongside the river near my home, and go as far as it goes. So, yeah, I run alongside the river, as long as the way goes. It feels good.
So, the other day, I was running. And I reached the end of the way. Now I had to run back the same way. I had to get home.
So, I was running back, and suddenly, I had the strongest desire to pee. Yeah, should have done it at home lol.
Now, when nature calls, there are two options.
Either you do the deed, or you hold it till you get home.
Now, if you would ask me about a year ago, I would definitely say, HOLD IT (after all, I gave too many fucks about what would people say if I peed where I wanted lol). My own wants were of little importance to me.
But, as I have gotten older (and hopefully wiser), I have learned the life long lesson: when it comes, let it go. I mean, it’s really bad for you to hold your pee. And I still had a long way home.
So, I decided to pee. But now the million-dollar question was, “WHERE?”
I’m on the side of a river. Far from home. There are no toilets, duh. And all there are, are these huts where poor people live (yeah, I’m sound like an asshole) where they farm pigs and ducks.
Now, there is this whole COVID thing, so I can’t risk going into their place.
And did I forget that, “I don’t fucking know these people lol”.
So, as you can see, the situation was looking grim.
But as I was contemplating these heavy options, I saw something that gave me HOPE.
I saw a man peeing on a bush, calmly, going about his business, like time was just a concept and the universe was made up of vibrations.
That man was really at peace.
The man was peeing, just around the corner. Seeing that man pee felt like a ray of sunshine on a dark winter day. It was like, something hit me, I was filled with overwhelming joy and warm emotions.
I WANTED to be that man so bad.
But I can’t just join him, can I?
Nah bro, that would be so gay, I can’t risk my street cred even if no one is looking.
So, I did something that was gayer lol. I stayed there, moving in big circles, strolling, waiting for him to finish. Can you imagine how weird that man must have felt lol? Just a random guy, strolling around, looking at him like an eagle looking for prey, as he is peeing.
But, somethings in life have to be done, even if it means doing something gay. That’s the cost of freedom.
And freedom, it finally arrived.
The man left in a hurry, I looked around to make sure he was gone and hurried myself to empty my tank.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, is this Nirvana?
Peace, finally. I swear to god, this is what Buddha was looking for. Too bad it was this easy to find lol.
And as I finished, I felt a burden lifted off my shoulders. I felt free. I felt happy. I felt at peace.
But it’s not just that I got to pee when I really wanted to, I actually felt proud of myself. I did something that I wanted to do, without the fear of judgment or shame. I could have easily held my pee till I get home (and suffer on the way), but I peed. Why? Because I wanted to.
I felt proud of myself.
It is a feeling that I struggle to find every day, but here I was, I felt proud doing something as basic as peeing.
Good things do happen in the simplest of ways.
And with that warm fuzzy feeling of being proud, I finished my business and got back on the road.
Running.
And in case you were wondering, No, I didn’t wash my hands ; )
Cheers!
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