It’s sunny, it’s cold, it’s January. That’s how it goes.
Usually on a Monday, I’ve had a few days for the word well to refill, for things to rattle around inside my head, and when I sit down to write, there’s at least a phrase, or a concept or a full blown idea.
Not this Monday, friends.
This Monday I am wondering how I reform the universe out of what we’re stuck with into something so much better.
Well…maybe not the whole universe. The rest of it could be totally fine, it could only be our tiny little speck of it.
I guess that’s a concept. Even if one made of desperation mixed with too much imagination.
Someone said they were getting through all of this by getting lost in their writing, and I’m thinking maybe it’s beyond time for me to do the same. At least, for as long as I’m typing, I’m not…here.
I saw something about that woman who wears army green like she actually has a reason to using a literal nazi slogan and I really don’t have the energy to see if that’s real. I think the problem is that it could be.
Thus the desire to manipulate the laws of physics. Maybe like so many other things in life, not knowing how much you don’t know about it actually helps, like I don’t need physics to break physics.
A friend and I had been watching this Australian show Blow Up about balloon artists. We immediately, after like half an episode, decided we could definitely do that, and we should build a balloon empire.
Yup. You know those guys who confidently say on a survey they could take on a bear or a shark?
Yeah. Those vibes.
Mind you, neither of us had ever tried so much as to twist a balloon. Yet, as she pointed out after the following, like the bear punchers, we thought we’d be AMAZING.
Well I got a balloon garland kit from Michael’s for a birthday (do not recommend) and after 2 hours with balloons I realized I hated balloons and they may just be secretly plotting the end of humanity through squeezed fingers. Yes it included a knot tying tool. No, it didn’t work.
I eventually found a short video from a woman–a Black woman, as this is relevant–who showed, in 11 seconds, how to tie them with a coat hanger.
Which worked.
My friend highlighted to me how we’d run through the entire cycle of white male supremacy:
- We assumed we’d be great at something we never tried.
- I inevitably found myself in over my head, so;
- I turned to a Black woman to fix it.
Then I guess what I’m saying is I need to acquaint myself with some physicists?
No, that feels like the wrong lesson. I’ll just keep trying, I’ll get the universe in order in no time.
What could possibly go wrong?
Perhaps something worse than balloons popping into the complete silence of 6:30 on a weekend morning. But only perhaps.
Anyway this is a bit of a zigzagger, but I hope you have a great Monday anyway, because we can still have a bit of fun between the gloom.
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