The little things in life. - by Pablo RIvera
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The little things in life.<br>How they make us fall short of crazy.
Pablo RIvera<br>Jun 24, 2026
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We are, as a species, unable to be forward about many things. Language is used as a tool to obfuscate truth with layers of unkind politeness. Specifically, there’s a built-in passive-aggressiveness surrounding the measure of things. We are not able to tell our neighbor their dog is a loud maniac who keeps everybody up at night. No, we simply say the dog is a little loud. Maybe a little too aggressive. The neighbor then acts a little offended when someone tells them about your little opinion. Never mind the fact that they are very much offended and downright pissed-off. So the now angry neighbor starts a little rumor about you saying that you like to drink a little too much. This is part of our lives, in all corners of the world.
This image will make a little more sense when you finish reading the whole article.<br>Back in your school days, teachers would tell your parents that you could try a little harder. Just enough not to seem a little too dumb, and maybe even a tiny bit smart. Everyone else at school was busy trying a little too hard to fit in and wouldn’t take notice of your little learning challenges. Every other day your father would talk to you about studying a little more. He would tell you that those who made it in life always worked a little harder than the rest. Sometimes he’d say they worked a lot harder, but was careful not to scare you with the premise of having to do a little bit of work. You know, getting your hands a little dirty. Teachers liked you because you were a little dorky, and maybe a little better than average. Grading your tests felt a little too easy but they appreciated the fact that you didn’t do too well. Maybe some of you tried a little too hard and ended driving the teachers crazy with your little essays about how education today is a little more than a glorified baby sitting service. All of the school staff was more than a little too happy when you graduated.<br>Your love life itself could improve a little if you just paid a little more attention to the little details. I know my wife would love it if I was a little more aware of her wants and desires. I’m trying to be better, but to be honest, at my age it takes a bit of energy to do a little extra. Maybe you don’t have this problem. Maybe your love life is good, even a little too good, some might say. Having a lot of adventures that end up with you having a little one show up nine months later. You don’t talk about that around the little one in fear they’d grow up resenting you a little. When you love a little too much you spend a little too much money going out, leaving you a little too broke during the rest of the week. It’s hard to balance your love life because you could overdo it a little and find yourself completely alone with a bunch of little ones stomping their little feet like giant T-Rex. Some people know how to balance things, but the rest of us just need to take it a little at a time. Which makes us a little anxious because deep within we feel we are not enough or a little too much.<br>Are you enjoying this a little too much? Share it and help spread the laughter.
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Talking about things that are a little expensive, everything seems to be going up a little too much. Every day I go to buy groceries, the prices are a little higher. At some point I’m going to be forced to admit being a little too broke to be able to eat organic bananas. It’s one of the little ways I treat myself. I want to save a little more to go on a little vacation. Nothing too extravagant, I want to rent out a little hotel room in a little beach town in Spain. Have a little bit of fun, do a little bit of dancing, a little drinking, and a lot of beach time. I love the beach, maybe a little too much some might say. Growing up on a little island in the middle of the Atlantic means I spent a lot of time at the beach. It is another one of the little things I do. Keeps me a little sane.<br>For some reason people seem a little more anxious these days. I think it has to do, in part, with how our whole life is a little too in the open on social media. Corporations have conditioned us to overshare a little too much. To be an open book with little to no benefit. People are posting about their little opinions too much. I don’t care if you think the Kardashians are a little too famous for their own good. Don’t care that you fantasize a little about being born during the second world war in order to go killing Nazis. I truly do not care that you had a little too much guacamole for lunch and now left the bathroom at the fast food place a little too dirty for anyone to do anything besides scream in horror. I don’t post much on social media besides these articles. I don’t have anything interesting to hide, well maybe, because I had a period in my life where I thought I was the next...