third try’s the charm, right? two whole thought-trains, derailed and starting with a blank box, now just passing one line. ahh, here we go again.
hard to focus these days. so many issues, so many debates, so much controversy. me? been absolutely diving nose-first into kurt’s photolog, since it gives me the chance to view the world with at least a semblance of innocence. to separate from the stressors of modern life. the terror-fueled politicizing of the blog world makes me just want to flee into childlike whimsy, or should i say childish? *shrug* i know there’s not much i can do to change the world. i mail my congresspersons semi-regularly, voice an occasional opinion and then instantly cringe, knowing my stance will instantly alienate some folks, and disliking the part of myself that cares too much for what people think of what i think.
i want to avoid the controversy and sadness and fear, and just live this life here, my life which has very little effect on the world at large, but possibly a significant effect on the things within my reach. i can offer a kind word to friends, or administer blog-aid when possible. i can do homework with my son and kiss his head frequently with pride. i can rejoice when he grabs a camera and takes pictures of things i’d never think to photograph. i can call my daughter or my parents, just to say hi, and remember to always end the call with i love you. i can love, rather than fear.
and i can stop worrying about what people think of my politics, which in the grand scheme of things, hardly matters at all. hopefully. maybe.