Nothing is working right today. I don’t know if it’s me or it.
So I am behind in my posting, with a little bit of a scramble to get it done. Mmm. Scramble. Must be lunch time.
And yet a pair of headphones that I’d completely written off and left to die an electricityless death suddenly sprang back to life with a new charge.
Feels like a metaphor.
Let’s take it as a metaphor.
It’s sunny and coolish, I think, and it feels far more Wednesday than Tuesday, but it’s not the first time that’s happened. With everything working correctly at the moment, I’ll call it a day and a post.
The sun is shining today in a pale blue sky, clouds flattened and evenly spread over the horizon like soft gray paint. It should be warm today, it’s probably warm today, and I just checked the weather.
It is warm today.
Yesterday was filled with unexpected errands, back and forth and back and forth, and I can see the glimmers of real life returning. For some people, I think it never left, they plowed through like nothing was happening.
Driving past a grassy area in Lincoln Park, masks were the exception, not the rule, with everyone looking doggedly defiant and smug. As they passed one another, a knowing look.
They are too important for the pandemic.
Their lives are more important than other people’s lives.
If other people get sick because of them, it’s their problem.
All that in a glance, fully observable from the outside. We are important, they affirm to one another. We are special. We matter more than other people.
I saw one man in his mask, head down, striding forward, perhaps trying to keep his thoughts to himself as he passed them.
It’s perhaps one of the greatest lessons of this horrible time that has taken more than half a million lives in this country alone: people are pathologically selfish. And, perhaps, sadistic.
Anyway, that’s it for me on this Tuesday, it was kind of a long ramble. Have a great day.
NOTE: Or an unexpected post. Somehow this didn’t publish yesterday, so today you will get this post AND a ten word photo prompt! Woo-hoo?!
It’s sunny again, and pretty warm, I think, or warm enough for Chicago in February. We’re hunkered here on a Wednesday, one where the end of winter is in sight, and maybe, just maybe this pandemic won’t last forever.
There was supposed to be more construction noise today, but so far it’s been quiet. So I decided to notice that, notice the absence of clanging and buzzing and drilling, of disembodied voices drifting.
It can happen anywhere: an unexpected tableau through a train window; a glimpse of a bird at a stoplight. Take that moment and observe it, absorb it, welcome it.
Every break, no matter how quick or how small, is a break. Take the most from it.
It’s extra sunny today, the snow gleaming under a broad blue sky. There’s work going on in another unit and I can hear the guys chatting and laughing and it doesn’t sound like they’re wearing masks.
So that’s cool.
I wrote a little yesterday, but in a floundering kind of way, I’m not sure if the thing that I’ve started is worth continuing. And that’s a problem with writing, isn’t it, because you can never be sure, not until it’s finished, and often not even then. Very fun.
Apparently today is all about sarcasm.
On the plus side my groceries will arrive soon, almost any minute now, and I don’t know if I’ll ever go back to doing big shops at the grocery store, This limits my impulse buys, and, while this pandemic is ongoing, avoids that stressful supermarket shuffle, that constant wariness of people who refuse to maintain six feet of space.
And that’s all I have for you today, nothing to world-changing but at least my brain is going. A little. Somewhat. Enough.
The headline is not original, I’d credit it if could but I’ve only seen it as an unattributed meme.
The loss of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg is devastating on so many levels, not the least of which is the rising tide of authoritarianism. There is so much bad news out of the trump regime and so little attention paid, one by one the stories drop off like they never happened at all.
I’m not hopeful, but I’m also not resigned.
There is a roiling wave of anger like this nation has never seen. Democratic candidates brought in record amounts of money in RBG’s memory, and the best thing we can do is fight. Even when we feel like we’re drowning, we find the surface.
Justice Ginsberg never gave up. She fought her body for years just to be here for us, for this nation, for women, for every citizen, for justice. She fought, she fought hard, and now, it’s our turn.
I will be forever grateful to an icon who is eternal in her legacy. So let’s get to it, folks.