Somehow about three years ago I stumbled upon a curious newspaper clipping. It is from 2008 and about a boarder collie who lived in Wisconsin and was left out overnight in the middle of winter. He was an obese dog, weighing in at 120 lbs., the normal weight range for that breed being about 30-50 lbs. As he lay down on the sidewalk, his weight and the heat coming off of his body fused him to the ice underneath him. He spent the night frozen to the sidewalk. He was rescued in the morning when shelter workers poured warm water over him. He would not have survived the night if he was not obese. His owner was arrested for suspicion of animal neglect.
I was so intrigued...that he became stuck to the ice because he was fat and wanted to lie down, and was so big and warm that he froze to the sidewalk. Yet, he would have never survived without the insulating fat protecting him from the cold.
His fat was both his downfall and his salvation.
Of course, I believe that his real downfall was his unfortunate owner, and his salvation the rescuers, but I thought it highlighted a point, and that there might be a play in there somewhere.
That we are sometimes unable to see that things are never as black and white as they may appear. That the painful moments are also the ones that teach you the most and therefore, are really comforting moments. That the glass is both half-full and half-empty at the same time, and they both could not be so without the other one in comparison. That the only thing stopping you, is you.
"If you are a talented person and you aren't successful there is probably something inside you that is stopping you from being successful, and sadly, it might be your talent." - Marc Maron