Edge of hysteria? Maybe. Election day looms and the thought of four more years, if we all survive that long, is daunting.
It’s snowing today, not sticking, but still it’s snow, the small mean flakes that usually pile up. The ground’s too warm for that, but still, here we are, October nearly gone and November sending up a gloomy wave.
I’m ready to do a lot today, and perhaps that just the comfort in frenetic motion, going and going with no time for thoughts between. That’s one way to get through the unknowing.
It’s been a terrible four years, and I suspect it hasn’t worked out as well as the orchestrators had hoped, at least for them. The saddest part is that it’s money that drives the whole thing, a thirsty greed that cannot be quenched, a sadism so intense it’s blind to how it all leads back to start.
Hopefully that will end.
Hopefully we’ve cracked it all open like a seed, and we are growing upward toward the light.
It’s rainy today, not sort-of rainy but rainy in earnest, with thunder and lightning earlier. The sky is a bit brighter now, though, but it looks like the rain will be hanging around.
I guess you never know.
I’ve been feeling the stress of the times intensely lately, the closer we get to the election. Of course I hope things turn out well, but it’s the fear if they don’t.
That’s what gets me.
I’ve decided I need to focus beyond reality for a while, maybe get some new projects going, perhaps revisit old ones, at least in bursts, just to tear myself away from the news. That’s what I’m thinking on a late Friday morning, at least.
And that’s it for me for the week. It’s been an intense one, yet so little to report as I watch the trees take their final bow in their their full autumn color glory. By next week, they’ll be largely bare.
And around we go. Have a great Friday and a wonderful weekend.
We all have behavior patterns, relationship patterns, patterns we fall into sometimes without thinking, sometimes reluctantly when someone yanks us in. And the moment you recognize that’s where you are, all the feelings rush back.
The specifics are essentially irrelevant, because my patterns are not your patterns. What’s universal is that sound of the spring-loaded trap.
Look, I’m no guru. I’m no expert in anything aside from trying to keep my head above water, and some days, especially these days, that’s about all I can do.
But taking a step back from the maze of a lifetime of twists and turns can help you to see it still twists in the same places, and the turns haven’t moved. That’s not great but it does mean you’ve been there before, and you know how to navigate them.
Sometimes that’s something you can do on your own. Sometimes you might need help and that’s OK too. Know that going beyond yourself to get through what you’re dealing with is strength, not weakness.
Anyway, with everything going on right now, how you take care of you matters. Have a great Wednesday.
It’s dark and gloomy and rainy today and it might as well be that. Stress is high, next week either there’s hope of normalcy again or never again. Basically the only options.
I’m edgy in a scattered way, and I suppose that’s to be expected. Sometimes it’s really rough not knowing the future.
But here we are.
I think I’m going to have to distract myself as much as I can this next week, just to keep some semblance of sanity. If that’s possible.
And that’s all I have today, I’m not doing a great job focusing on a blog post, I suspect longer writing will be more challenging, but I also think it might get my mind out of this slipping state and into gear.
It was cloudy but now it’s sunny and it kind of looks like the clouds might make a comeback. Ambivalent weather.
It’s a very Monday Monday, not for any particular reason, but largely because it feels difficult to propel forward into another week already. There’s so much going on at all times, I can’t remember a time that was like this, this endless bombardment.
It’s probably the point.
I’m not super focused today, and I’ve been contemplating more coffee for at least an hour. Maybe it would help. maybe it wouldn’t. It’s anyone’s guess.
Anyhow, that’s it for me today, nothing terribly deep or even, if we’re being honest, terribly interesting, but some days are like that. Have as great a Monday as the universe allows.
Last night, Biden’s town hall soothed me, calmed me in a way I haven’t felt in a long time, yet still my night was filled with dark, disturbing dreams.
I have no idea why.
But today the sky is bright, the sun fully out, like it knows it won’t be long to winter again. They’re already seeing snow in Minnesota.
I’m not ready for snow.
That’s not exactly something we can control, though. The snow will arrive when it arrives.
Hopefully that will not be this week.
Anyway, we’ve made it through to another Friday, in a month that’s going so quickly and not quickly enough, and here’s hoping that this is the last time we will ever have to feel this incredible, grave worry at the state of the world.
Today is an errand day, I’ve put them off as long as I can in this world where errands have taken on another layer of drudgery, but eventually, even the internet lets you down.
So I will grind my way through them, knowing eventually I will finish them. I probably won’t enjoy them while they’re happening, and it’s just not the same anymore, trying to collect what you need while staying far enough away from others, but, well, here we are.
It’s a partially-destroyed world, ruined by people who are having a ball doing it, and to them our lives are nothing outside of how we can give them power or money.
And yet still we go on, still the day-to-day day-to-days, and we don’t get a respite from things like errands. We really should, but here we are.
Anyway, that’s it. Keep in mind that time moves on, you will get through it. And have a good Wednesday.
Unless Biden somehow doesn’t win and we are still stuck with trump and the Republicans, then make it January 2025, if there is one. Because this is EXCRUCIATING.
As media looks around the current court packing by Republicans in the form of a Senate confirmation hearing for an unqualified justice to ask about future, hypothetical court-packing, I wish that we could all just scream, loudly, endlessly. What I guess I’m saying is I get the appeal of banshees now.
Being one, at least.
It’s gray out, and I don’t know if it’s a rainy gray, it could be, I’m not sure. Seems appropriate, though, given it all.
I’m angry and I’m frustrated, and mostly I’m disgusted with how blithe evil can be.
Anyway, that’s it for me today. Have a great Monday.