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Advice to Self: Do The Opposite

by Sara — August 26, 2015

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Do the opposite of what you feel like doing. This has been my advice to myself. You feel like sleeping longer? Get up. You feel like staying in your pyjamas? Get dressed. You feel like sitting and doing nothing? Go out for a walk. You want to eat chocolate? Ok, do that, that’s okay.

So on this opposite day, I went out for a walk. I even took the dog, which (for those of you who know me), is a total opposite moment. Usually I like to be aware of my surroundings and not have the distraction of music in my ears. But in an attempt to seclude myself from outside attention, I put in my ear buds and set out to this song.

The dog stays relatively close to me without ever had any training. I like that it’s easy to walk with him. He wanders here and there but always come back. And as I walk to the beat, I think the dog whisperer guy would be proud.

I take the long way around and buy some eggs and bread. The kids have been complaining about too much injera for lunch and they never say no to egg salad.

I stop at a particularly lovely orange full flower. I bring out my phone to take a picture but notice three teenage boys heading my way. I’ll just enjoy the flower without a picture, I think. I keep going. I’m not sure when they started following me. I’m a bit worried knowing I haven’t paid attention like I usually would have. I’m not sure if they’re talking or not but I keep walking towards home. Suddenly there are the sounds of heavy running feet behind me. They’re trying to scare me. I turn, give them a casual stink-eye and keep going. I am nervous but I don’t want them to know that. I take out one ear bud discreetly to listen. “You want to fuck me?” one asks.

I go home. The dog catches up.

You want to cry? Shake it off.


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  • Amber

    I am sorry such a beautiful moment was ruined by budding testosterone. Sad that people feel the need to aggressively interrupt someone’s lovely day/moment.

  • Oof. I’m not sure I would’ve handled that encounter well at all (though I guess, if it was opposite day, I would have made like a ninja and kicked one of them in the balls). It sucks that you have to weigh up whether to wear headphones on a daytime walk – I’m lucky I only have to make that decision when I’m walking somewhere poorly lit at night.

    On a totally unrelated note, I listened to that song and immediately recognized the singer from the Be Good Tanyas who I *love* – so thanks for tipping me off to her solo work.
    Also, your kids are crazy. I never get sick of injera. Same goes for naan, dosas, crepes and rotis. I may have a problem with savoury pancake-like foods.

  • The Intolerants

    Oh Sara, I sympathize 150%. Seems we can’t get away from our “fuck off” armour (headphones and sunglasses and abayas and gnarly scowls) regardless of where we live. On the next Opposite Day fully embrace your right to engage in the opposite behavior should you encounter a pod of disenfranchised riff raff. I think it’s high time you took some Krav Maga lessons. If you can’t find a competent instructor there I’ll send you one from NYC.

    As for the girls wanting a break from injera, I get it (sorry Cheney). I find I hit my upper limits quite quickly with that spongy pancake. Hmmm, maybe I’ll ship you some artisanal sourdough along with the Krav Maga instructor.