Burning Time

Realism / Arkhip Kuindzhi/ Sunset in the winter. A coast of the sea

Last day of this installment of the diminishment of paid time off.   Travelled up to M&M’s and hung out for a day and brought a sausage fest (thank you Sheridan Fruit Company) and generally relaxed.  Only driving seemed to cause any stress.

Spent a bunch of time figuring out how to hide from the future.  No consensus was available despite the available intoxicants and sufficient time to come up with a solid plan.  Unfortunately, it appears that the future is coming and has a sufficiently wide path that getting out of the way doesn’t appear to be one of the available options. Sigh.

I won’t go into the simple fact that I am constantly amazed (and truthfully quite pleased) that things aren’t already in the toilet.  I am hoping that I will be proven wrong by all of the pollyannas and bourgeois bumpkins who are constantly reminding me that I have not been proven false yet.  

But I am more and more coming to the opinion that while I hope to be proven wrong, I may be proven right in the not too distant future.

So now I am going to spend the rest of the week pondering.  As fearful as I am of quoting the Archdruid Emeritus, I think that at the end of the day his aphorism of “Collapse Now, Avoid the Rush”.  Might really be the only way to look at the problem.  I guess that it beats the other witticism about lying back and enjoying it when confronted with the inevitable.