Frankology

There are no prizes for feeling terrible. Likewise, there are no prizes for abstaining from things you enjoy because somehow convention says you should.

During a routine Sunday drive to a favourite wine farm, my wife and I got into a conversation about how we would both enjoy a beer at the craft brewery (situated conveniently on the same wine farm). When we arrived, there was live music on offer which instead of adding to the day (we both very much enjoy live music) we immediately, mutually, decided the beer was a bad idea. Beer plus music plus Sunday equals bad.

Obviously, beer and music on Sunday is not a bad thing, unless you decide it is. The point is, we decided it was bad and so denied ourselves the pleasure. Did this affect our day in any way? Yes, it did. Did it affect our Monday in any way? No, it didn’t. Are we any better for it? No, we are not. Did we get a prize or any recognition at all? No, we did not.

While it might not always be a good idea to throw caution to the wind, sometimes you should simply ask yourself: why the hell not? What’s the worst that can happen? Life is for the living and waiting until we are old, or older, for the rewards will probably result in disappointment. You need only observe older folks to see this.