And once more the passage of time is marked by a series of short moments wrapped together so they congeal into a continuous form shared between a select few who happen to be within the same pocket of space of a certain defined size, and so once more there’s a bit of joy and sadness and all that other stuff that comes with the celebrating of the passing of time.
So we’re now in a new period of time that constitutes a year but the year already started, so this is a year that crosses over two years but that’s not something that needs to have attention paid to it as there are far less interesting things to pay attention to, but that’s okay anyway. The celebration features things and viewing and talk. It features a lot of talk, thought it would be more accurate to say that it featured a lot of talk as that was yesterday and now is today which is when yesterday is viewed as a time no longer seen as present but rather past.
The celebrating is gone and now it all goes back to business as usual, and it’s almost as though the whole thing didn’t happen, but that’s the way it goes sometimes. It’s better as some sort of odd blip rather than a continual stretch that goes beyond anything reasonable. It keeps things more noticeable in the memory as it moves farther and farther away, in part due to our going forward beyond what was something that provided a small bit of scenery that was appreciable nonetheless. Over time memory will transform it, but the sentiment and the emotion should remain the same.
It’s in these moments where we may or may not learn something that we carry on as we keep on going, though they may not help shape us at all. Still, now is the time for reflection, to see if there really is anything to learn and then we go from there. We grow as people and we reflect on what these events mean, if they do indeed mean anything at all outside of a signifier of the passage of time, and we try to work out if what we have done is worth it or not and then we forget and go back to doing the dishes as the dishes need to be done and soon I’ll need to head on out to pick up my partner and then come back home so we can eat and relax and hopefully have a quiet night.
You hope the night is quiet as you just want to rest, sometimes.
Still, there will be plenty of ruminating, trying to work out where we’re going and if there’s any point in trying to know what that holds beyond the short term, though of course some things are more predictable over long periods, but in the end we just keep on going hope for the best, and pepper in a few other things.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:49:80
This didn’t turn out as well as I’d hoped, but I think it turned out better than perhaps it could have.
Written at home.