{"id":1908,"date":"2022-03-08T16:15:21","date_gmt":"2022-03-08T16:15:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/?p=1797"},"modified":"2026-04-01T16:06:17","modified_gmt":"2026-04-01T16:06:17","slug":"life-is-beautiful","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/2022\/03\/08\/life-is-beautiful\/","title":{"rendered":"Life is Beautiful"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-changed=\"false\" data-paragraphid=\"4\">Have you ever been in a situation where you felt like a scale? Just hanging in the balance? Swaying up and down between choices, <span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"129\" data-endindex=\"129\" data-paragraphid=\"4\">&#8211;<\/span>should I<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"138\" data-endindex=\"141\" data-paragraphid=\"4\">&#8230;.<\/span>shouldn&#8217;t I<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"153\" data-endindex=\"157\" data-paragraphid=\"4\">&#8230;..<\/span>should I<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"166\" data-endindex=\"169\" data-paragraphid=\"4\">&#8230;.<\/span>shouldn&#8217;t I<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"181\" data-endindex=\"183\" data-paragraphid=\"4\"> &#8211; <\/span>hanging in suspended balance, not going anywhere. I sort of don&#8217;t want to say this. I don&#8217;t want to jinx it with this rabbit curse hanging over my head. Ah fuck&#8230; you know I&#8217;m going to say it anyway, otherwise we wouldn&#8217;t be here reading.<\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-paragraphid=\"5\" data-from-init=\"true\" data-changed=\"true\"><!-- \/wp:post-content --> <!-- wp:paragraph --><\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-changed=\"false\" data-paragraphid=\"6\">The thing is, though<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"20\" data-endindex=\"22\" data-paragraphid=\"6\">&#8230;<\/span>there is this energy and I can feel it coursing through<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"78\" data-endindex=\"81\" data-paragraphid=\"6\">&#8230;.<\/span>nope, wrong word. I can feel it bubbling like champagne<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"137\" data-endindex=\"137\" data-paragraphid=\"6\">,<\/span> through my veins, reaching my heart and filling it with eager <strong><span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"201\" data-endindex=\"216\" data-paragraphid=\"6\">antici&#8230;.pation<\/span>!<\/strong> Somewhere, behind the anticipation, a small, black ball of anxiety is jumping frantically up and down while screaming in a shrill, banshee voice: <strong>TURN AROUND!!\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-paragraphid=\"7\" data-from-init=\"true\" data-changed=\"true\"><!-- \/wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --><\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-changed=\"false\" data-paragraphid=\"8\">Did\u00a0you hear something? I could&#8217;ve sworn I heard something&#8230; so anyway&#8230; I&#8217;m sitting outside, enjoying the cool breeze tickling my skin and admiring the deep, emerald green grass while looking at the calm, swinging branches of the trees. The melodious chirps of little birds fill the air&#8230; whooooooa!! Wait a minute! <span class=\"blue-underline\" data-startindex=\"317\" data-endindex=\"335\" data-paragraphid=\"8\">Hold on&#8230;.. Shit! <\/span><span class=\"blue-underline\" data-startindex=\"336\" data-endindex=\"382\" data-paragraphid=\"8\">Apologies, what I meant to say was SHIT!!!! WTF<\/span> am I doing? I hate birds and their constant noise pollution!<\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-paragraphid=\"9\" data-from-init=\"true\" data-changed=\"true\"><!-- \/wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --><\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-changed=\"false\" data-paragraphid=\"10\">Shit! Shit! Shit! I know exactly what&#8217;s going on<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"48\" data-endindex=\"51\" data-paragraphid=\"10\">!!! <\/span>Dammit! It&#8217;s happening again. And I was convinced the last time was just a stroke of blind luck or &#8220;special&#8221; qualities someone had or some magical powers that enchanted me.<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"224\" data-endindex=\"225\" data-paragraphid=\"10\"> \u00a0<\/span>Don&#8217;t get me wrong. I&#8217;m grateful, elated, a bit freaked out&#8230; but also confident that I will be able to deal with it. <span class=\"blue-underline\" data-startindex=\"345\" data-endindex=\"387\" data-paragraphid=\"10\">Fuck who knows, maybe even&#8230; oops. Nearly <\/span>slipped up there and said &#8220;happy,&#8221; but no worries, just a false alarm! I&#8217;m\u00a0here, alert and still safe!<\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-paragraphid=\"11\" data-from-init=\"true\" data-changed=\"true\"><!-- \/wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --><\/p>\n<p class=\"root-block-node\" data-changed=\"false\" data-paragraphid=\"12\">So let me say<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"13\" data-endindex=\"13\" data-paragraphid=\"12\">,<\/span> what I wanted to anyway! It&#8217;s Tuesday! It&#8217;s a breathtakingly beautiful, lazy summer afternoon. I feel <span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"120\" data-endindex=\"126\" data-paragraphid=\"12\">bubbly <\/span>calm, euphorically flushed with blissfully <span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"170\" data-endindex=\"174\" data-paragraphid=\"12\">na\u00efve<\/span> fantasies<span class=\"red-underline\" data-startindex=\"185\" data-endindex=\"188\" data-paragraphid=\"12\">&#8230;.<\/span>Life is good. 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