Monthly Archives: October 2017

Shampoo Cycle

Change kind of sucks. Even if we’re the type of person who likes the idea of constant change, it’s rarely comfortable. So we get into habits to avoid it. We develop a system and apply it to stressful scenarios. In the past few weeks, we’ve seen multiple areas be destroyed by hurricanes and yet another mass shooting. And we treat them like we’re reading the instructions on a shampoo bottle.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Something horrible happens. We express horror and sorrow. We offer prayers and words. We but heads when the idea of actions to help prevent a reoccurrence are introduced. Tempers boil over and our collective stubbornness kicks in. We argue and insult.  We ultimately do very little. And then something terrible happens again.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Hope is becoming harder to maintain. I sometimes feel like I’m one of the few people struggling with this, which I realize is foolish. So many are fighting right now for their own sanity. Technology for communication has advanced so far and yet we’re losing the ability to make a connection. Honest, intelligent discourse is becoming so rare we thank people when it actually happens.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

I’m trying. I don’t have much money, but I’ve made small donations that I hope will help. I’m reading more information to improve my understanding. I keep looking for common ground with the people who, in my heart, I know are good and just have different values. I’m trying to call out the people who are just so far gone over into cultish behavior, because we are accountable for ourselves. In that respect, I’m doing my best to make sure that I’m accountable for what I do. But I’m only one human. I know I’m intelligent but I’m also aware that I’m flawed.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

I was thinking that if I tried writing these feelings out in a new post perhaps, in the process, I’d come up with solutions. It doesn’t seem to be working. I’m really doing little more than venting, perhaps with an inflated notion that there’s anyone who wants to know what I have to say. Well, I don’t really know what else to try. I’ll go about my life as best I can. I’ll take care of my kids. I’ll feed the cat. I’ll go to work. I’ll watch Netflix with my wife. I’ll try to maintain the relationships I have. I’ll go to therapy. I will try to make sense of the giant mess that we as humans are.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.

 

 

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