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Sometimes, we’re so focused on our future that we forget what’s right in front of us. We move at a breakneck pace, never slowing down, but if we just bothered to spend two seconds to take a deep breath every once in a while, we’d likely see some things we’d never noticed before. For instance, right now, a snake is biting me. Currently, a snake has its jaws wrapped around my leg, and it doesn’t seem to want to let go.
I believe it is both venomous and enjoying my pain.
As I sit at my desk typing this very article, there’s me, and there’s a snake, and that snake has its fangs plunged deep into my flesh. For many, it would be easier not to confront the situation at hand, but we cannot just sit back and ignore the truth forever—the snake has latched onto my body full-force, and no one seems to have the slightest idea what to do.
…this is simply the kind of world we live in now: one where I am snake food, and that’s the honest-to-God truth.
Sure, I could spend this time stressing about my upcoming deadlines at work. Or I could worry about how I’ll possibly make my upcoming car payments. But none of that would change the fact that approximately three minutes ago, a large snake that I do not own propelled itself through the air and proceeded to bite me. Yes, it’s unfortunate, but this is simply the kind of world we live in now: one where I am snake food, and that’s the honest-to-God truth.
On some level, I get it: There’s so much going on around you at all times that it’s hard to stay focused on any one thing, including this reptile whose jaws are unrelentingly clamped on my right leg. I myself am often distracted by thoughts such as “Should a snakebite last this long?” and “Are there more snakes besides this one?” But after all that’s said and done, I always home in on what matters most: the fact that the snake is currently biting me, no matter how much I hit it with a shoe.
Quick update: The snake is still very much here, and my vision is blurring.
The bottom line is that you can fight me all you want on this issue, but I’m succumbing to the snake now, plain and simple. At the end of the day, it’s not about you, and it’s not about me—it’s about the snake, and how it’s biting me. One day, I just hope people take the time to realize that, before the snake moves onto whatever it has planned next for me.
