New Years morning, 8:15AM. A line I love, delivered inimitably by Curly of the Three Stooges comes to mind: “I’m trying to think, but nothin’ happens!”
Maybe that’s a good thing? I tend to build up New Years as if they should be somehow Momentous; a New Beginning, filled with Great Insights, New Vision, New Resolve, New Goals, etc. Maybe I’d do better to go exercise or play guitar for a while until these urges to Wax Profound pass.
Yeah. I’m gonna try that right now…
(huff-puff on Nordic Track for a half hour…)
Result: Perfect!!! My urge to Contemplate My Place In The Universe was lost in the activity.
Now: Attempt to achieve the same marvelous result with a dog walk, then guitar…
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