The Exploding Head Syndrom

Published Friday, March 25, 2005 by the Stewart | E-mail this post

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.
(Philo)

Alright. Ok. How to begin. How to begin...

I checked my e-mail not 20 minutes ago (I check my e-mail every 5 minutes, roughly) and had a letter from my big sister -- she sent me some money to help me cover my rent! What in the world?! I think I am experiencing blessing-overload right now. When you live with the mindset that life is a series of bad-happenings (ok, I don't always live there, but lately I seem to have been) and a bunch of incredible things start happening to you, your head seems to verge on exploding. {Insert Scotty: "Cap'n. Your brain, I'm givin' it all she's got, but she just can't take it. She's goin' ta blow!"}

I feel very humbled. It wasn't a week ago that I was complaining that I wanted to get away from people, that I couldn't handle being around them so much, and about how I wanted to live "independently" (it's fun to quote/paraphrase yourself -- very exciting). Well, here I am, having been blessed by other people and changing my tune. Maybe this is one way for God to correct my selfishness.

I also want to note that I wasn't writing all this as some sort of fundraiser! So for any of you out there with a million dollars, no need to send me any (wait, what am I saying? If you have a million dollars, please do send some!). I was only just sharing some of my head with you (whoever you may be), and I mean none of this for any other reason.

But to those of you who have blessed me (my sister Steph and Dave, Karla, and Malcom) thank you so incredibly much for helping a brother (hey, that works literally and metaphorically here -- whoa!) out. You're awesome.

And the rest of you broke people out there -- you're awesome too. Just not as awesome.

I kid!