It is late-ish right now. I just added 600 words to a new psychological thriller I am writing. I am around 11,7XX for word count total.
I ate way too much candy today. I had comfort mac and cheese at 9am. Yet- I dragged myself to my computer in the evening because that’s what writers do- they write. Mostly to express themselves and find meaning in something that can be created.
I have no idea where the hell I am going to go with this blog post. Let’s just say it’ll probably be a lot of rambling and be composed of not fully constructed thoughts.
I am not sure I like the phrase “It is what it is” anymore. Why is it like that? Why can’t it be different. Let’s actually make it into something we want it to be. But then again, swallowing the harsh reality that we can’t control everything, comes into play.
I looked into options for car tires when it snows. I live in a place where it is good to have decent tires that are equipped for the snow. But- I don’t know if I like the alternatives. Such as studded snow tires or chains. I just have an inkling that there could be better options to get around town when there are several inches of ice on the road. For example, the US gets better public transportation options. Let’s make bike lanes and have their traffic pattern make sense. (Probably not bike on ice though) Or perhaps we all just drive snowmobiles during this time. Drag race them in the streets. Pink slip it.
I am truly having to find comedy in the depths of my soul today. Or perhaps the cynical 80-year-old in me is arriving in style. Imma embrace her and welcome her.
One of my dogs runs to me every time I say goodbye to my daytime coworkers on Zoom. Quite hilarious. I do not have a night job. But if I did, I would probably moonlight as a superhero fighting crime. Like ticketing the city for their own use of red-light cameras at popular intersections.
I started to learn some French yesterday. I bought an app like all the modern cool kids do. Do we still use the word “cool?” Asking for a friend.
I feel old. I have referenced local infrastructure a few times already. Now onto the weather.
Just kidding.
Speaking of just kidding. I bought a massive book of old New Yorker cartoons a while back. Read the 1982-1994 section tonight.
Especially in the early 90s, work-life balance was an issue. This was according to the comic book. It had a little blurb explaining the comics. It still is, in my opinion. Life should be lived.
I am tiring out now. I slept well last night with minimal dream interruptions. So, seeing if I get graced with a full night’s sleep tonight, and a snoring dog to listen to.
By the way, if today felt hard- it’s okay. Focus on what you can control in your life. Focus on being kind, understanding, and accepting. Be there for one another. There is just too much hate in the world. But remember, there is also plenty of good.
Be good, stomp out the hate. Spread a packet of seeds; representing the good in you, (metaphorically cause planting agriculture somewhere where it is not naturally grown, is bad.) But those seeds will eventually grow, others will see your kindness, your passion, your openness. It sends a message. Everyone makes choices.
Danae Decker 