Today I’m wearing a light blue flannel, snap-front western shirt. This is not something I’d typically wear. Last week, Alfredo and I went clothes shopping, mainly so he could have something fresh for his new job. While we were in the shirts area, he pointed out the shirt I’m wearing and insisted that I might look good in it. Alfredo said that if I bought the shirt, he would buy a similar one, too.
My friend is one of those young men who experiment with fashion as much as a young man can in a small Nebraska city. Still, he’s in his 20s, so he can get away with much more experimentation than a man my age. He has been known to wear a silk scarf with a jeans and tee-shirt outfit. One day last winter, he came in from the cold wearing a full length trench-coat with a faux-fur collar. I didn’t know such a garment even existed.
On more than one occasion, he has stopped his car on the highway to harvest roadkill. His girlfriend is studying taxidermy, so this is one way he helps out.
No, I won’t be taking up taxidermy nor dressing in a flamboyant trench-coat. The western style shirt is a token reminder to push back some boundaries. Knowing that Alfredo sometimes wears a shirt like this, validates the fact that I still have a remnant of a wild side.
The years behind us are through and what the future holds is up for contention. What matters is now and how we manifest the unique sparks we harbor in our minds. This is one reason I’m attracted to people who are unafraid of being themselves. The lady who dresses impeccably yet is drawn to practice taxidermy, Alfredo’s girlfriend, is especially appealing because of those qualities. I can easily see why the two of them find each other mutually attractive.
Even the most hard-nosed, conservative man harbors some small personality quirk that sets him apart from his peers. Even as he strolls across the office in his understated banker’s suit, he might be wearing shocking pink stocking garters. Who knows? On casual Friday he decides to wear a tan sports-coat with a chartreuse necktie instead of his dark grey suit. Who am I to judge?
After living a few decades, we may realize that the most important asset one has is health. One aspect of a healthy mind is the ability to analyze things from different angles. Another is refraining from getting overly attached to routine–not getting stuck in ruts.
It is very easy to get caught in ruts. We don’t even have to try to do so. We wear pretty much the same clothing every day. We eat pretty much the same diet day in and day out. We judge people and events by the same opinions year after year. Our mantra might be, “Someday I’ll do it.” We eventually discover that someday never arrives.
It’s fun to think about wild and crazy (and legal) things we’ve always wanted to do or what we used to do. What you do may be grand or small. Today is the day to do it.
This morning I prepared leftover spaghetti and enjoyed a tossed salad for breakfast. It was tastier than I expected. Plus, a spaghetti breakfast is just plain decadent. It will be interesting to discover what happens with my spaghetti fueled, western shirt clad body as the day unfolds.
Today is the day to unleash our untamed natures.
The Blue Jay of Happiness likes Henry David Thoreau’s most famous quote. “If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.”