thought # 112- be bothered

at the risk of sounding slightly hypocritical, i am quite tired of "i can't be bothered" as an excuse to mask reality. myself included. when did we suddenly have no more energy or strength or willpower to do anything? when was the last time we were actually bothered? i feel our days are melding into a series of meaningless disposition, starring in front of a computer screen, fixated by a television, against the door of a refrigerator, cursing a book we are forced to study. when out of the ordinary kindness is no longer existent and effort is surprising.

and as a result of our i cbb (i mean we cant even be bothered to even write that we can't be bothered these days) every other aspect and detail of our lives are doused with this attitude. suddenly its a mission to find a man who can be bothered to love you with enough effort to sustain your heart and yet not suffocate you. suddenly its a miracle to find a friend worthy of meeting up with you regardless of the  hour, weather and location because your call was urgent. suddenly its a fantasy to find people who put in more than just the required effort and go over and beyond to complete, bring joy, share a little generosity and amore.

i'm not saying that everyone should go and buy a house for their best friend to show them that they care, nor does this mean bombard that girl with a million text messages to show your dedication (that's just creepy). i mean maybe we should stop lingering in that cbb state and remind ourselves and the people we adore of the things that shouldn't be seen as extraordinary in the first place. scribble a little note of thanks to your parents, call up your friend randomly to see how they are, bake some cookies for your special friend, tell a stranger they look wonderful today (in a non- freaky, i just want you in my pants kind of way). even when you may feel that it isn't worth it. be a little bothered, maybe the world will show some bother back to you.

love,

ps. fuck it, just this once.