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|January 1, 2014||Posted by Wes Hazard under Uncategorized|
So, I’m pretty much sick as a dog. I took today (New Year’s Eve) off from work and stayed in bed for all but the 5 minutes it took for me to make a bowl of ramen. But, I had a NYE comedy gig that I was booked for back in the summer that I couldn’t (and wouldn’t) bail on. So I dragged myself into the shower, steeled myself with some DayQuil, drove to the gig, and had what (considering the circumstances) was an extremely fun time with a really rad crowd in a cool venue.
I just got in about 20 mins ago, and as the ball drops on a TV screen I’m not watching, I’m sitting here, moments before launching myself into bed to sleep the sleep of the dead, and thinking of a different New Year’s Eve, more than a decade ago, when I was MUCH MUCH sicker. The full story is below (I wrote it down a long time ago for a creative writing assignment that went…less than well). It comes to mind because as we transition into 2014, I like to recognize that no matter what happened to us during the past 365 days, no matter how trough it got, how bleak it looked, it can ALWAYS be worse. I personally happened to have a pretty damn good 2013, but the realization is important in good times and in bad. Just because you’re coasting comfortable, doesn’t mean you can’t crash the next second, and if you crash, but get to tell the tale afterwards, well…it could’ve been worse.
December 31st, 1999:
It’s hours away from what might be the end of the world and I’m watching fireworks burst over the Sydney Opera House. The image is flipped 90 degrees because I’m lying curled up in the fetal position on the bright white sheets of an ER gurney in Children’s Hospital and the TV is mounted from a corner in the ceiling. Through the pain I reflect that if Australia can party on, having avoided darkness and anarchy, there’s a fair chance that the Y2K bug won’t bring apocalypse to the states either. I am happy about that, but overall it offers little solace as I lie there, hoping to puke again because of the temporary relief it will bring from the nausea. At least I don’t have to fake being sick now. (More After the Jump)