Absurdia.Net

Has your mother never told you that delaying is wrong? That delaying all the time can ultimately cause terrible misfortunes or, in a more optimistic view, considerable trouble? If your mother – or your father or your whatever – is wise enough she must have told you. More than once. Obsessively. Mine is not. Wise. She is not. In fact she’s the queen of laziness and delays – and I’m happy she doesn’t speak a word of English or these few lines would cause so much discomfort to both of us if she read them. To make a boring story not an ounce less boring but at least shorter, in the last few days, because I ended following her example, I found myself in great trouble. It’s not a joke. I could have had worse consequences if it were not for a series of lucky events propelled by people I know. I could have caused much trouble to my eyesight and to my denture, just because I delayed and delayed visiting doctors. Just because symptoms aren’t evident it doesn’t mean a disease or an abnormal condition isn’t lurking. Now I’m relieved to know I’ll leave the country with proper patching both in my eye and teeth – yes, I had so much fun with petty local surgery during the last few days! Lasers and drills, like in a sci-fi B-movie! I cannot deny a certain dose of thrill will help me appreciate more the kind of relief I’m experiencing now. What if I went blind? What if my teeth fell or rot? What if this and what if that? It’s not going to happen for now! Huzzah! Alas, I’m not sure I’ll remember the same thrill and subsequent relief next time. Humans are stupid and troublesome after all. Especially troublesome when zeal does not support their daily life philosophy.
BTW, I had fun reading brothers Grimm’s fairy tales in doctors’ lounges. I almost wished it lasted a little more. Oh wait. I’m not done yet. It’ll last a little more, indeed.