It’s sunny today, and pretty warm, and you can really imagine spring. The temperature is set to drop again though.
We’ll see.
Yesterday, every time I turned on the TV, it decided to play Titanic.
Every.
Time.
It felt like a hint. Can’t imagine why I’d think that.
The band is playing on the deck, as the water wells up.
There I go again. Last week, I said I wanted to try to break away from the utter doom and gloom, to look for the good. And right now as I sit here typing this, my coffee going down sip by sip, my mind no more awake, I wonder about that pledge.
Is it a a toxic positivity?
Is it a way to try to deny what is happening?
Or is it a tool to prevent being overwhelmed, to retain hope, to notice the good things and the wins?
I’m not sure. I’d love your take.
Because the upset posts can feel a whole lot like wallowing, but then getting from one end to the other of one of these without acknowledging the very real threats facing us–many more immediate for some than others–feels like picking up an instrument on that waterlogged deck.
On my end, I’m thinking of taking up yet another hobby, I’m thinking of losing myself entirely in new writing projects, I’m thinking about nitty gritty practical things I need to do.
I’m thinking about our primary, I’m thinking about Siren’s Kiss, a new K-drama starring Park Min-young, one of my absolute favorite actors, I’m thinking about today’s sky’s shade of blue, which feels like softened bold shade only here in March.
My head is so full of so many things, and I don’t know if it’s because they belong there or they’re trying to crowd out the stuff I don’t want in there.
Who knows.
That’s a lot to sift through on a Monday.
So I propose we drink our beverages of choice, we let the thoughts filter through, and we face another Monday in this distressing landscape.
I hope your day goes as smoothly as possible.





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