All in Good Time


“I never, even for a moment, doubted what they’d told me. This is why it is that adults and even parents can, unwittingly, be cruel: they cannot imagine doubt’s complete absence. They have forgotten.”  ~  David Foster Wallace

One important thing I need to point out this morning is that EyeYotee blog now has crossed the 1000 posts milepost, benchmark, geez, whatever; that’s 1003 posts, k? Just sayin’. I don’t mean to go all postmodern on y’all, but I also want to note that my readership stats have been looking pretty good the past few weeks, which is to say that I can’t say it any clearer than that without eschewing irony; and I love irony. As tiny as my blog audience is, I still look at the stats in hopes of gleaning some kind of meaning out of the whole endeavor. Or maybe I just write online because in need the practice, and practicing in public seems so  .  .  .  ummmm, what the heck am I talking about? Maybe I think too much, right? Likely so, but I am still grateful for all y’all that read my blog. Now, moving forward, I think I may have baked my brain a bit yesterday. I took a nice long hike out on the West Rim trail, along the Rio Grande Gorge; five miles or so. I feel it today. Been sittin way too much over the Winter. And as I really don’t like wearing hats I didn’t wear one. Overall I think I did a good thing. My massage therapist recommends the high mountain trails. I plan on getting up there later this Spring, but I need to get in shape first. The West Rim is a low-impact trail. But I love that trail because it facilitates the deep need I have for maintaining consciousness of the incredibly long time we humans have been walking the Earth as humans. It’s hard to explain what I mean here, except that I am appealing to the smallness of myself. Does that make sense? I’m talking primal consciousness here. I have not written about consciousness much at all for much too long. Look for more. I have some ideas floating around in my mind. But not today. I’m gonna keep it short today. Clarity shall return, all in good time. Good time is my favorite kind.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.


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