Stop. Whatever you’re about to say, don’t say it. Don’t open up that Facebook status message update and type anything. Seriously. Don’t do that. Shut up. Stop. It’s not that important. It’s pretty likely people don’t really care.
If you’re about to send that text, or instant message, or letter, or carrier pigeon, don’t. Seriously, don’t bother. It’s probably not that important. Go out. Step outside. Take in a breath full of leaves. Let those leaves enter your mouth. Chew on those leaves. Like it. Appreciate nature for what it is.
Go skiing. Bring your ski equipment you just bought despite the fact that you’ve never gone skiing before. Get there. Realize that you forgot a cell phone charger. That’s okay. You won’t be using your phone anyway.
Start skiing. Be terrible at it. Fall into an existential crisis, realizing that you should not have invested so much into something you didn’t know if you would even like, let alone be good at.
Cry. Cry a lot. Cry outside, inside, wherever else side. But don’t bother saying whatever you’re about to say.
Make yourself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Realize you forgot to buy peanut butter. Run to the store. Take forever to find the peanut butter because they always reorganize that stupid store. Finally find it. Buy it. Don’t talk to the cashier. Don’t ask them how their day was. That doesn’t matter to them. Everyone asks them. They’re gonna give you the same answer they give everyone else. Don’t bother saying things.
Buy your peanut butter and go. Arrive home. Make your sandwich. Eat your sandwich. It was good, but mildly disappointing, like life. Get on the couch, watch some TV. Maybe draw something. Do a dance. But don’t talk. Stop saying things. For the love of God, stop.
It doesn’t matter. Shhhh. Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter. Politics, religion, a YouTube comment, some silly dispute, some silly agreement or anything. You talk too much. Talk less. Shhh. Don’t say whatever you’re about to say. It’s gonna be okay if you don’t. You’ll survive.
Marco Omta is a sophomore studying music production. Please note that the views and opinions of the columnists do not reflect those of The Post. How do you quietly preoccupy your time? Email Marco at mo183714@ohio.edu.
