Minimalists know that the most precious time fills the gap between yesterday and tomorrow [see photo]. This is the time we refer to as our life.
As I sit and write this post I vaguely recall being incredibly intoxicated yesterday. Then in the early hours of today I sat on a toilet seat with my head between my knees as I contemplated the proposition that tomorrow would never, or should never, come. Life is full of joy when you are drunk on the cool aid. It is full of misery when you are sitting with your head between your knees hoping that the end of this sensation is near. Then it is full of dullness as you sit writing your daily post with a hangover.
All of that is a metaphor for life in April 2021 as it seems that yesterday we, you and me, got horribly drunk on our preferred version of the cool aid. Some were high on ideology, others were high on religion, still other were high on power, and still others were high on making money. That was yesterday. But today we, all of us, pay the price for our sins. We pay with extended periods of dullness as we battle the hangover that persists. As we peer out through the haziness of a discombobulated mind we, all of us, hope and trust that we will miraculously be better tomorrow than we were yesterday or today.
Richard
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