And, at long last, here, I write something again.
Don’t think I haven’t longed for it; time without writing makes a ruin of me. A mere responder rather than a decided adventurer. Time— without time to think, to write— renders me a to-do list, at best. Ugh.
And I’ve been feeling a right failure of Summer, honestly, Having had not a single true beach day at the ocean; nor any long rides on my bike to farther-afield neighborhoods. It’s made me have some misgivings about this new job, despite that I rather love it.
It’s down to habit and expectations, I suppose. I spent a lotta’ years being a sole proprietor (my own damn boss), and as a result, have certain expectations of Summer, you know. Lots, in fact.
But what I’ve come to realize (again) is that everything’s a trade-off. I enjoyed many years of beaching mid-week; of cycling all round town whenever I chose. And now the focus has shifted. It’s good, and just what I needed, even if it doesn’t always feel that way.
It was a choice, and one I don’t regret. And now, after a long weekend in B’more with one of my dearest friends, my brother and his family are going to be in Brooklyn this weekend. So you see, Summer happens after all 🙂 And it’s wonderful.
Closing note: I have so much more I intended to write about, but it’ll keep. Summer pushes certain things to the wayside.
(Autumn has other promises, where rain is appropriate and welcome.)
*We haven’t failed! It only feels like that sometimes, when pressures lead us to think in term of expectations. Personally, I’ve decided to say fuckall to prior patterns, and allow new ones to form. That’s adaptation 🙂
2 thoughts on “How life makes failures of us all with sunshine, and the gentle rapid passing of time*”
Thanks! Yes, I do plan to do Inktober again! I think I’ll have to do some preparation, and keep expectations in order, but I really enjoyed it! Thanks you, again.
It’s good to hear from you again. I get what you’re saying about how a new job reorders things. I’ve gone from five posts a week between my two blogs down to struggling to get one a month on just one of them. But the reordering isn’t bad, in fact it has been very good; just different, leaving room for different things.
Do you think you’ll do Inktober again this year. I sure enjoyed your drawings last year!
Grace and peace to you…