“If you can’t say something good about someone, come sit next to me.”
~ Alice Roosevelt Longworth
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‘Tis the season of… meeting and socializing with lots of different, unique people.
So we’re sitting at home discussing where we’ve been and Zen-Den, who is not at all fluent in archetypes because he did not major in English in college, asks me: What’s up with X?
I explain to him that she considers herself to be a Possibilitarian. That it’s an archetype.
And he counters with: that’s the most ridiculous term I’ve ever heard– you mean, someone who doesn’t actually do anything, just talks about what is possible?
I tell him that’s the gist of it– someone who focuses on aspirations. Who thinks and talks about what might be.
A dreamer with a fancy vocabulary.
He nods in amazement.
Then Z-D, who doesn’t usually drink very much, asks me: Do you suppose if I drank more alcoholic beverages more often I could call myself a Chillaxatarian?
I tell him that I’d refer to him as such. And that he could definitely get X to refer to him as such. And that by doing this he’d have his own, very special, archetype.
A goofball with a bottle of beer.
He nods his approval and then wanders off to the frig to get something more to drink.
And so, with that, a new archetype was born. One that encompasses all that is relaxed and beer related. One that you know is bound to be popular.
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Hallelujah and pass the brewskis, there’s a Chillaxatarian in our midst!