Yet another conversation with The Boy from last weekend. Talking with both critters about the “middle-aged chick emo” genre…
The Boy: You’re not really middle-aged. You’re halfway dead.
daisyfae: nice… doing wondrous things for my mood here, kid.
The Boy: Think about it. “Halfway” dead is probably optimistic. That presumes you’ll live to be 90.
daisyfae: always the optimist…
The Boy: Someone once said, ‘glass full / glass empty — whether you’re an optimist or a pessimist depends on what’s in the glass.’ let’s say the glass is partially filled with shit. then saying it’s ‘half empty’ is being optimistic.
daisyfae: “halfway dead”… i suppose there are worse things… [frowns, thinking deep thoughts… ]