One of my all time favorite books is Gone with the Wind.
I’m sentimental. I’m a (semi) rational romantic. I’m a sucker for tragedies. And the O’Hara plantation has it all.
Scarlett O’Hara is a great character. I love her complexity. She is straightforward (as her acid tongue proves). She has courage (could I have killed that Yankee soldier?). She is resourceful (dress made from green curtains anyone?). She is strong (not many of us would vow to survive off rotten carrots). And although she takes her qualities to the negative extreme and is a perfectly despicable character, I admire her.
Unfortunately those aren’t the traits of Scarlett’s I posses. No, instead I seem to almost live and breathe by this quote:
“I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.”
Thanks to Scarlett O’Hara I am a procrastinator of thought. I’ve found I get sick of hearing myself process the more dismal, embarrassing, or painful parts of my existence, and so, in a fairly recent development, I just don’t.
I put off until tomorrow too many things I should have thought about yesterday.
I’ve always thought of myself as choosing the type of man that would say, as Rhett did, “Here, take my handkerchief. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.”
When really, that would never happen. I rarely cry in front of men and men don’t offer handkerchiefs anymore.
Which…I will think about tomorrow.