existent

In my 20s, I heard the word existential a lot.

I honestly wasn’t sure what it meant at the time.

Having aged (just a tad) since then and undergone at least a couple crises,

existence

is on my plate

and in my mind.

Of all places, I find solace in the innocent wisdom of a goalie for the Flames, Devin Cooley, who has completely broken the mold of boring hockey interviews. His refreshing, candid, grateful puppy vibe belies his now somewhat famous quote in response to a bad night:

nothing matters, we’re all going to die

He says it with a disarming, genuine smile.

and gives me pause, 

I consider what really matters, and what it all means

And, generally speaking,

he’s right.

Instead of worrying about the world and my place in it

I open the fridge, and take a bite of an apple.

For the time being 

that is enough 

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