At this highly charged time, where around every corner lies a literal life-or-death crisis, where the serious means serious, sometimes you just have to shrug. Not at the big stuff.
At the small stuff.
There are people puzzles you will never solve, fits of temper you will never understand, absolute stances you will never get.
Just shrug.
We cannot solve it all; we can’t even process it all. The little things of life will come at us, detritus coursing down an increasingly-raging river. Let those things go whizzing right on by.
And if they hit you with the force of the current, shrug.
It happens sometimes.
I don’t have the bandwidth for games or pedantry right now. Some things are far more serious than others. So that is my Wednesday Wisdom, from me to you.
Shrug.
