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Give Up
By The Postal Service
The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
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I am about to go WAY out of character for me. Very rarely (if ever) do I flat out announce the gist of an essay at the beginning, but I think it needs to go ahead and be written—All things happen for a reason. Cliché, yes, Trite, even. But it became a cliché for a reason, you know? There must be some element of truth to it. And it bears repeating: All things happen for a reason. At any rate, lately it have been brought to my attention that this notion of a sort of cosmic planning is completely valid, though there are some who would very much like to disagree with me. I’ve been through so many ups and downs to have tested this theory, and my findings all pretty much say the same thing, which is that I, L.A.M.P., am a complete and utter dumb-ass. It all started with my mom knocking some sense into me, yesterday. Literally. After the pain subsided, I began to contemplate the most recent sequence of events that have come to pass in my life, and I realized that there is a method to the madness—things almost need to get bad to get better. I think it’s mostly because there has to be some drastic change in order for people to actually notice hat things are improving. Because nine times out of ten, people don’t realize A) just how lucky they are, or B) that there is any room for improvement (Either that, or they’re just pessimistic.) Anyway, as I said, recent events (and people…mostly, the people) have granted this sudden flash of insight to one of life’s mysteries. I realized that for the past few months, I’d been living in a nightmare—I can’t even call it a dream. It was that wrong and off and horrible and just plain unnatural. Anyway, I came to the conclusion that pretending that something is your destiny when it was never really in the cards is a surefire way to become unhappy. I just wish I realized this sooner, because I could have had so much more of what life offered to me. Which brings me to my next point: the best things happen when you’re not looking for them. I mean, I usually consider myself a tremendously lucky human being—I’ve gotten just about everything I could possibly want or need. And then, I got completely thrown off guard by a new gift that I was unprepared for. And little did I know that this was one gift I’d always wanted—I’d just given up on the search for it. But now that I’ve gotten it, I realized that this is the first time in my life where I am completely and inexplicably consumed by my own happiness. (And that doesn’t happen too often to anyone.) So, as I said, everything happens for a reason. Whether it be by God or the stars or the fates or some other cosmic, binding force, life almost seems as if it were planned in advance. And life is best lived when you don’t fight your destiny. Instead, just enjoy the ride, however bumpy it might be. You’ll look back and realize that you had a lot of fun. Oh, so why am I a dumb-ass, you ask? 1. It took me forever to understand all of this. 2. I didn’t return his call in March. <3 Lisa | 
