Really didn’t feel like posting today, and so I was going to share something from the archives. But as I was about to search for “MondayThoughts” posts, my fingers paused.
I really didn’t feel like delving into the past.
How deep a dive would it be?
Before my mom died? Before she got sick? Before we had Pres. Biden steadying a nearly-capsized ship? During lock down? Before the pandemic? Watching trump doing his best to sink us? The realization that it was coming?
Before we ever knew it could?
David Lowenthal described the past as a foreign country, and that it is, a vast land that gets bigger with every minute, and one from which, once we’ve left it, we are forever expelled.
My past is there for you to read, if you are so inclined. Post after post after post, you can see the raging waters of time reshaping me. I do not wish to remember who I was.
Because I can only be who I am, right now, at this this keyboard, the sky bright and cloudless over fading golds and reds and oranges and stubborn greens, the chill already here.
We can only be who we are right now.
Have a great Monday.
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