Today, folks, it's a gloomy winter Saturday with just a bit of snow in the forecast, and I have the weekend off (more on this in my Film of the Week "sermon").
My
mood kind of matches the weather. I've had a lot on my mind... well,
I'd say "lately," but the truth is I can't remember the last time I
didn't have a lot on my mind. I suppose it acts like an engine for me.
It frequently inspires me to write. But the cold weather is screwing
with my joints (especially when it can't make up its mind about whether
or not to be cold in the first place), Monday would have been my
father's 76th birthday, Friday is Valentine's Day (a loathesome excuse
to buy candy and greeting cards if ever there was one), and... well,
we've seen what's been going on in Washington the last few weeks--I
won't dwell on that any further.
These
things in combination with each other tend to make me moody, cranky,
and not too much fun to be around. On days like today, especially after
a long two weeks of work, I tend to withdraw from the "real world" and
retreat into my own little world--from where I bring you this report.
Here there's no pressure to conform to everyone else's standards and I
can truly be myself. Here if anyone judges my behaviour or my attitude,
I can afford not to give one good fuck about it, because I'm in my
world and judgement ain't welcome here. When I'm here, I know that
there will be plenty of movies, plenty of music, quite a fair share of
indolence, quite a bit of alcohol, and enough writing to give me carpal
tunnel syndrome.
When
I'm in one of these funky moods, especially if I can't fully escape
reality in the moment, I can always find the right music to at least
provide me a little solace. This week's album is one of those that's
good for moods like mine. Listening to it tends to make me feel like
I'm in my own little world, even when I know I'm not. Please enjoy the
incomparable Van Morrison with his 1995 album Days Like This.
I'm
taking next week off from writing these. Until I return, stay safe, be
good to your neighbours, and please remember that if at first you don't
succeed, then skydiving definitely isn't for you.
Yours in peace, love, and rock and roll!
The Reverend Will the Thrill
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