I Wrote A Letter To You!
The Reason We Don’t Quit
The story of your life my be different than mine. When you surround yourself with clowns, you kinda need to be prepared to living in the circus, and when you go where they keep the elephants, there is a lot of elephant dung, and it stinks as bad as Suds the skunk. But the show must go on and you’re part of the show, so buckle up, because you too have an amazing part to play.Sometimes it may feel like you’re stuck juggling chainsaws while riding a unicycle on a tightrope that’s fraying at the edges. Hear me out – if clowns can survive slipping on banana peels and being harassed by their own skunk hallucination that thinks they’re an angel, wants to run for president because humanity is corrupt, and wants you to run their campaign, you can absolutely survive this!
When life gets hard, be happy your’re not me, cause that ain’t easy to be.
I know, I know—sometimes your spotlight gets too bright, your audience too rowdy, and your metaphorical oversized shoes feel a little too tight. But giving up? Oh, that’s simply not on the itinerary! Because every great clown knows that the trick to resilience is not avoiding falls but learning to land spectacularly.Have you ever seen a clown trip over nothing, collapse into a heap, and then rise with a dramatic flourish like they meant to do that all along? That’s the secret to life. It’s all about comedic recovery. So when life hurls pies at your face, wipe off the whipped cream, take a bow, and get ready for the encore.
And remember—failure is just the intermission. The grand finale is still to come, and if my calculations are correct (they’re not, I’m notoriously bad at math), it’s going to be spectacular.So kids, moms and dads, other clowns, hold on to your big red nose, keep honking that horn of temporary defeat or victory, march forward with all the wobbly, fearless joy of a clown determined to spread laughter every time, especially the toughest of times.
Sending you joy, confetti, include an alarming number of rubber chickens, Your devoted bumlin’ confused, mixed-up tramp of a clown, Soapy