For the first time in six years the other night, I went to the store to purchase cologne.
I had no idea where to look. Where do you find this stuff? Six years ago I was sporting some type of Adidas brand. After minutes of seething through the McGraws and Banderas of the world, I found what I was looking for.
The cheap stuff.
For me, it’s not about following the next trend, I am just trying to find my groove. The single life is ahead of me and before it grabs a hold with it’s big metal claws, dirty dishes, laziness and typical chauvinist demeanor I have to do something. Like buy a cheap bottle of cologne.
It’s part of the reviving of the soul.
It’s funny how the small things like a bottle of cologne can help us find our identity. It’s like the gum you choose in the express lane, the shoes you wear with a specific winter coat and the drink of choice you become known for. Do they have meaning? Absolutely not. But they become a part of who you are. They show off your embarrassing mechanisms, enhance your already beautiful characteristics, and maybe even plaster you as a phony.
But it is in these small things where we can really start to see who we are.
Since my life has changed completely with the ending of the most important relationship of my life, I have vowed to my soul that I would review everything in my life and the role that it plays. No matter how big, small, or irrellavent, it has been reviewed. To me, every little tendency tells a little story.
Just like that cheap cologne bottle buried behind the moguls of the industry.
At this point of my life, I am ready to take the baby steps to move on. I’m ready to do what it takes to be content with my life as a whole. Does that mean smelling good for the women of the world? Hell yes it does. Doe’s it mean doing whatever it takes to obtain what is in front of me?
Let’s just say the twenty dollars I saved is secure in my back pocket.
Sometimes in life, I am finding out that it takes more than just starting over to be happy. It takes those few minutes of confusion, hoping you pick out a cologne and not a perfume. It takes the satisfaction of knowing that you have grabbed fifteen pieces of sugarfree Solstice flavored gum. It takes the small steps in your life that build up your stamina.
This week I am thankful that it’s these little things that will get me off the ground and taking unimaginable leaps in no-time. Reviving the Soul is a process the walks the same line as life it self.
It starts with baby steps.
Here’s to what’s next in my life. I got my poker chips in front of me and the cards are dealt. I am not looking to see if it’s a pair of twos or a full house. I know though that I will be ready for the next move.
Even if it’s just upgrading to Tim McGraw’s latest fragrance.
