It’s sad how it took an interview for people to realize the British royal family is racist and not the hundreds of year of colonialism. They’re literally living off of the spoils of colonialism and exploitation and an interview is what convinces you that they racist? Ok.
Just a short comment today. It’s amazing how much better the world looks without the threat of having to deal with another 4 years of dRumpf. I know we have the lame-duck session to wait through and there’s no guarantee that there will be a smooth transition but the die has been cast and we know that change is in the air. Hope is a wonderful thing.
It’s important to be able to talk about life. I write about what’s on my mind at the moment. It’s important to face the good, the bad, the ugly, and the torturous parts of life; doing so can be part of your strategy to deal with them instead of ignoring them.
Talking about life’s difficulties does not mean you are depressed or morbid. You can let yourself become such, but it’s not mandatory, and it’s a lot healthier of you don’t. I choose to speak about change and life as an encouragement to others to open their ears, eyes and mouths to engage with the world around them in a positive way.
Whatever works —Like a lot of writers, sheltering at home is having it’s effects on us. Don’t be surprised if for a while (days, weeks, months?) my blog is even more “different” than it has been, for the past 4 months. I’m doing my best to manifest where my brain wants to go even if the writing gods aren’t cooperating on the composing front. More blurbs, snippets, memes, whatever catches my annoyed & not-as-resilient-as-I-used-to be brain. I hope the former me will return soon.
When I wrote the post “Pauses” on April 1 I wasn’t sure how to go about making the changes I was talking about out loud at the time.
I really don’t want to write about the pandemic, even though there are moments when I think it’s irresponsible not to talk about things that aren’t being talked about enough. But that doesn’t mean I can get through a day without the need to write something, or at least commit something to paper, or share something with someone else. Blame it on the fact that our Post-RV life involves a smaller circle of friends and my need to share is still the same size it’s always been — it’s just who I am.
I guess for me part of my personal solution will be to revert partially to more of a personal diary/blog for a while. I know for some of you that may be more boring, and if you turn away I’ll understand. But, it seems to be what I need to do for my own sanity.
I’ll probably share more individual graphics as images — sometimes I find someone else says what I’m thinking better than I can say it. Or better than I want to invest the time and effort into crafting a detailed response for.