Writing is Like Life
My grocery store is undergoing renovations. It’s frustrating! Every week, products are scattered in different places. If I were an optimist, I’d feel like I was on an exciting new treasure hunt, but dammit, I have no time for that!
So one week, when I was fuming in my search for ricotta cheese, I was about to stalk out of the store. But an employee walked by, so I asked if he could help. He laughed. “Yeah, we’re looking for it, too.” Turns out another customer had asked this very same employee and they were on the hunt. The customer and I laughed at our serendipitous timing; what were the odds that both of us were looking for ricotta cheese at the exact moment? And then a third customer stopped the employee. Asking for ricotta cheese. Now there were three of us!
The ricotta, it turned out, had not yet been put out, but the employee searched the back and emerged victorious. The three of us went away happy.
The incident itself has zero to do with writing and everything to do with attitude. I’d been miserable and sulking; I didn’t have time for change. But a light-hearted chance encounter over ricotta cheese, of all things, reminded me I could still smile.
When writing life feels like my slog through the grocery store, remind yourself there are ricotta cheese moments. Moments that may seem trivial, but that can remind you there’s still fun in your quest. Writing is, after all, like life.