maybe ordinary things are better
i was jealous of antonio for being so happy with the ordinary borings of life that we are told we are supposed to enjoy
i thought it just sounded sooo boring
like bbqs, spring time, summer time, warm weather, friends and family, gardens
i thought it sounded terrible
i was like if that's what life is like then let me die now
but because he had it and was so happy about it i got jealous and i wanted it too
i've never met anyone who was so happy about that kind of stuff (he seemed so fulfilled by it, because he's so ordinary and doesn't care about achieving stuff ; nonetheless he has a company and it's doing well...but it's not about the accolades, it's about the money, and that's a very pragmatic thing...i think he doesn't really brag about it because it's blue collar work...but it was so nice to meet someone who doesn't brag about things like that)
and now that i'm starting to experience some of that stuff (due to jealousy, i had to have it too) i'm starting to see that it is kind of fun afterall
and i also realized that such an ordinary person is capable of being such a good friend (for a period of time anyway)
it made me realize that maybe the ordinary things are not mediocre or boring but actually the gold standard of achievements in life
(well that's probably an exaggeration because a lot of people aren't that grateful or happy)