Washing Off Consequences

“We spend January 1st walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a list of work to be done, cracks to be patched. Maybe this year, to balance the list, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives…not looking for flaws, but for potential.” ~ Ellen Goodman

So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life. ~ Neil Gaiman

Sleepy head, wake up. My body says no, my brain says no, my soul says make up your mind. It’s wicked cold out — again. Hibernation sounds pretty good. Alas, tis a workday. Half day for New Years Eve, which means I can take a nap before bedtime, then maybe — maybe — stay up somewhat late. We shall see. I’m just not into the end of year/end of decade thing this year. The dullness of emerging depression is nipping at my heels. Recognizing that depression is starting to emerge is a good tool for management of the emerging beast. Whatever. I’ll deal with that tomorrow and the next day. I know that this bout of depression has been cycling in and out. Meanwhile . . . totally off the cuff . . . I just realized that people who say that national borders are arbitrary human constructs will also wish you a happy New Year. Just sayin. Physicist Stephen Hawking pointed out that people who believe in Fate will still look both ways before crossing the street. Some things are simply unavoidable. And feelings. What about that? Well, I feel cranky. And I feel angry. And I feel Love. The anger is easy — depression is “anger turned inward”. If you’re going to knock down depression you will unavoidably have to deal with what’s underneath. Life is full of undercurrents, and consequences. Now, moving forward . . . I’m sorely tempting to find a metaphor in all of this and run with it, so I’d best wrap it up and take my shower a little early — like, ya know, wash off some of these consequences.

All is well. Goof gloriously.

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