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24 hours at a time

I will begin by paraphrasing one of my favorite authors, the late Terry Pratchett. I’ve found that chaos usually beats order. It’s better organized.

If you think anyone has anything all put together or figured out, you’ll eventually find that they are wrong. If anyone claims they have it all together, they are liars. Nothing really makes any sense but people pretend it does. I don’t say this to be dismal or proclaim the end of days. This is just an observation that the world doesn’t fit into the little categories people create. Overwhelming concept to think about, right?

As people, we deal with this in a variety of ways. But the must common seems to be not to think about it much at all. I certainly did that at one point. Then I went to the other extreme and started thinking about it too much. Doing that just causes a complete shutdown of anything resembling a functional human. So I don’t recommend either. For me, the only thing that seems to help is the old “one day at a time” mentality. Just deal with the 24 hour cycle you currently inhabit.

Treat people as well as you can, like how you’d want to be treated. And don’t get too pissed when you start behaving like an ass because you WILL behave like an ass. You will fuck up. It sucks but it will happen due to the simple fact that we exist. So make your mistakes and try to let them teach you something. Try and make time for the people important to you. Just remember that they are also human. Don’t make them into saints. They will fuck up too. You will be disappointed, hurt, and angry about it. You’ll have to decide if it’s something you can live with. If it isn’t, then maybe you don’t care as much as you thought. If it is, then you will move on at your own pace.

I’m not saying anything new here. These aren’t original concepts. This world is a big pile of chaos. We do our best to make sense of this. Whether it’s through our work, our families, our passions, or by writing rambling blog posts we are all trying. And all we can do is try again tomorrow.

 

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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.