I had a conversation the other week, with David, my younger but much taller brother.
My brother and I come from, we suspect, a line of depressives. And we are depressive. And sarcastic. Okay, back story over.
Slightly Worrying Conversation
I wish I could remember how it started, but I can't. All I can remember is trying to assert my belief that I am, in fact, not a sarcastic depressive, but instead full of joy.
'Look! Look at all the brightly coloured tattoos on my body!' I exclaimed (because positive people always 'exclaim' things), probably whilst throwing glitter in the air.
'Pfft' said my brother. 'That doesn't make you full of joy. You are not full of joy. You are like Funny Hat Day.'
And, being quite an enormous fan of The Simpsons, my heart sank.
Geeky Simpsons Episode Synopsis (With Quite a Lot of Detail Missed Out)
Funny Hat Day, for those who have no idea what's going on here, comes from an early episode of The Simpsons (season 4, to be absolutely specific) called Marge Gets a Job. In it, Marge goes to work at the Nuclear Power Plant, where Mr Burns falls in love with her and tries various things to win her affections. She notes that morale in the workplace is low, and the scene cuts to three employees, one of whom is drinking liquor, one of whom is crying into his hands and the last of whom is polishing a shotgun whilst giggling like a maniac. Mr Burns rectifies this by implementing 'Funny Hat Day' to cheer everyone up.
In the next scene, the three characters are still drinking, crying and plotting mass murder respectively. But now they are wearing brightly coloured and hilarious hats.
And suddenly I realised that I am Funny Hat Day. Incredibly depressive but brightly coloured.
The thought took a few days to get used to. But now I like it. I am Funny Hat Day. And that is completely okay. I still love brightly coloured stuff. I think we all need a distraction from the existentialist misery of the world and bright colours might just be It.
I also like hats.