5.25.20

Push Off!

Push Off!

Start or stop or be off or be on or what? There are so many bits of me that want to toss my phone. Like really super big bits that are less like bits and more like parts. These feeds are not of our making - who sees them, who doesn’t and does it even matter?? Or does it matter the most?? Do we have a choice if we need to engage in gig work?? Especially right now?? Our president threatens to shut these channels down as their creators attempt to demystify his nonsense and while it would be all kinds of wrong I kinda want it to happen so I could stop thinking about it at all.

Stop. Start. Off. On. Guess I’ll keep going here for now as I consider future plans, but I’m looking forward most to offline hugs, stopping by a friend’s home or cafe and starting a conversation - more hellos and what’s news - cos something’s gotta give and this particular space takes much more than it gives in return. It has the power to stop us dead in our tracks, derail our momentum and take us off course. It’s an introverts conundrum for certain. What a time we are in and what a first world problem to consider. It’s at times embarrassing and strange, unnerving and upsetting; certainly revealing of things that inform, inspire and bring joy, but at what cost? I feel like we’re stuck in a loop that we can no longer see our way out of - a Ferris wheel that is definitely not in our control. What a time. And what’s next?

It’s a gray, cool day in May today. Let’s see what tomorrow brings. The garden is finally growing lush and green. Maybe I should go clean something.