Upswing

It is just amazing how feeling bad can make feeling good so much better. Really, when people ask "How ya doin'," and you say "good" or "fine" or whatever it is you say, it's all relative. I've had a scratchy throat and dry cough for so long it was easy to say I didn't feel good. But now that I've had a cold for the last week and it is subsiding, I can say "good" and mean it, even though I still have the throat and cough thing going on. Having finally seen the movie Crash over the weekend, it all makes me wonder how many aspects of our lives are relative. Right now I think probably most are. Truly, how I react to any given situation is tempered so much by whether I've had my coffee, somebody cut me off in traffic, how I saw my dad react, I'm protecting my wife or child, my shirt fits comfortably, the seat warmer is on low or high, Johnny showed up to take a test like he said he would, I got enough sleep last night, my TV show got recorded, I remembered to get milk at the grocery store, I had a glass of my favorite wine, and the list just goes on and on. And who bears the brunt of things going less than perfectly? I don't know. I'd like to think these things only effect me minimally, but I can remember my own poor reactions after having just a single, minute instance of things not being perfect. Maybe my reactions are changed and I don't even recognize it. Where did this start? Oh yes, I'm feeling much better, thank you. Now your day can be better too.