Appendecis de Grenouille #36 - Adultish (from Way Back)
We adults prefer not to make a fuss of ourselves where others might see. We speak of guilty pleasures and self indulgences, preferring to keep them secret from all but a few friends or family. We are serious how we clothe ourselves. We work hard not to stand out or rise above. We claim to love liberte and fraternite, but above all we are enslaved to egalite in the form of fitting in.
Well I say there are times when we should pipi on sameness and fitting. My inner polywog craves foolishness and pampering. I wish to stand out and be crazy. Peel a grape pour moi! Vive le Roi Grenouille! I want to sit on a grande pomme d'amour in the bright sun du jour and reign with laughter and pomp over all I survey. Build for me a palace!
This is not to say we should neglect our duties. But we should sing out and raise our voices above the clamor, and not fear sounding selfish or silly. Etienne wrote in a blog post about a trip of work and duty, but what he recalls most of this trip to Spokane is how much he laughed with the new friends he made there, and how much he enjoyed making them laugh, too, watching the laugh lines around their blue Western eyes. Oui, that same sound of laughing, with elan vital, is how his cherie first heard him.
So, voila, here am I living my harmless tomato throne craving. What petite inconsequential things do YOU wish? How can you DO them?