As Kurt Vonnegut used to say....it goes weird these days. A limbo-land of WTF and help a brother out, as we take on yet another strange crossing over. Not that kind of crossing over.
Talking crossing over state lines. Again. Seems this Western experiment has run its course and we are preparing for "the next schlepp." Which means, re-evaluating the whole "life purpose" and mission statement. I always hated that term, "mission statement," but in this case it applies.
This is a period of great flux for so many, with the financial disaster, stress of pressing global, health and universal problems that make our own little discomforts shrink in comparison.
And yet, if happiness is the goal and discovering a true "mission" and purpose will clarify some of the murky waters, so be it. Let's do it!
Meanwhile, I've been obsessing over baseboard dust, awkward splats on walls and general maintenance of our little homestead, which we are about to offer up as our sacrifice for the great experiment.
The Great Experiment being that we transport ourselves to a more, uh, blue state with like-minded thinkers. Unfortunately, we are out-numbered here by gun-lovers, conservative philosophers and a desert that feeds on itself. And not in a good way.
We're tired of the creature-alerts, the dust, pollen and health-intruders that were expected to be benign and oh, so charming, but have revealed themselves to be self-centered and nasty.
Some simply love, love love this incessant sunshine and a couple of months of not-killer heat. If there was a purpose-driven reason to stay, fine. We'd stay.
But the impulse is to get out if and when we can, regardless of the ridiculous real estate market.
I feel the lure of progeny, the change of seasons, trees without thorns! And hopefully a mission that will come softly in a dream.....
And how's your day going?
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