I'm back. The concert was canceled on account of wind. 40 MPH gusts of wind due to offshore hurricane, vs. big racks of heavy stage lights suspended from scaffolding by chains, directly over people unable to run for their lives because of musical instruments in their laps? No contest. Ah, well, Verdi's Requiem would have been lovely to hear.
I'm feeling a bit better now, but I'm also swearing off the news for a while. Any country or reporter's news. About nearly anything. I just don't want to hear it, and I think at this point I've heard enough that I've earned that right. I'll go back to it in a few days, but for now? No. 9/10ths of it is stuff I can't do anything about; I've accumulated more than enough psychic poisoning from worrying about things like that, thank you. I'm going to sit back, do my work, have my fun, do my exercise, study, admire the kind of universe where an organism like a spider could evolve such that it could produce a fiber as fine and as marvelous as spider-silk, whatever... and just not worry about it for a while.
I feel better already.
I'm feeling a bit better now, but I'm also swearing off the news for a while. Any country or reporter's news. About nearly anything. I just don't want to hear it, and I think at this point I've heard enough that I've earned that right. I'll go back to it in a few days, but for now? No. 9/10ths of it is stuff I can't do anything about; I've accumulated more than enough psychic poisoning from worrying about things like that, thank you. I'm going to sit back, do my work, have my fun, do my exercise, study, admire the kind of universe where an organism like a spider could evolve such that it could produce a fiber as fine and as marvelous as spider-silk, whatever... and just not worry about it for a while.
I feel better already.