hittingthesweetspot by Bob Skelley

It comes in many forms

Unpopular choices may actually increase life satisfaction or so a recent study does not say

It’s hard to get anywhere doing the same thing everyone else does.

Take right now for instance.

Most of the country is tuned in to the Patriots versus the Chiefs NFL AFC Championship game.

I watched the first half.

Then did the dishes and never looked back.

The commercials were getting to me.

I’m not used to watching commercials let alone the same ones over and over again.

Now more than ever it takes away from whatever it is I’m watching; I just don’t have the patience.

So, I figured after enduring truck, car, tech and insurance commercials ad nauseam it was time to try something interesting again.

Like writing for you all and myself.

I’m using my fairly fresh install of Linux Lite 4.2 to compose with this evening.

It’s pretty basic and has one of everything you might need when it comes to computer programs that are frequently used.

I like the non-bloat.

I like that it doesn’t offer multiple redundant features like television has with its commercials.

I have to admit I would have endured the commercials today if any of my teams were still around.

At the least it would have been fun to see if Tom Brady could have won another trip to the Super Bowl, but it just wasn’t meant for me to be watching.

Part of the reason for that I know is it’s what everyone else does and what everyone else does is not appealing to me–because it’s what everyone else does.

I suppose too many like-minded people spoil the broth, as not having diversity in my leisure time activities puts me in a bad mood.

But there were the commercials that were off-putting and there was also annoying Tony Romo saying things like, “That doesn’t happen very often,” very often.

Another thing that doesn’t happen very often is when someone breaks away from the same old same old.

Variety is the spice of life someone once said.

That may be and at the least a little variety now and again seems to work for me.

If everyone’s a critic you really shouldn’t care too much about what it is they say about you.

I know that’s probably hard to do if you’re on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram all the time.

It’s easy to be doing what the masses do.

It’s harder to break away from lemming-like populism.

There was an episode of Seinfeld where Costanza did the opposite of what he normally would do.

I would suggest a 21st century update to that approach.

Instead of doing the opposite of what you would normally do, just do something different from what you normally would do.

This makes more sense than doing the opposite as doing the opposite of what you would normally do is more radical behaviorally-speaking than doing something different from what you would normally do.

Tonight marks my first adoption of this new approach.

Instead of watching the second half of Tom Brady versus Patrick Mahomes, I came here instead.

It’s not what everyone would do.

And that’s alright.


Three Dots…or how I came to accept the Ellipsis

I once read or heard that when you reach a certain age you have good days and you have bad days.

But I think that sentiment can be applied to most age groups with the exception of infancy.

When you’re experiencing chronology-old age, the good- and bad days are directly related to your aches and pains.

The mental part of it, which includes how you perceive the world, how it sees you and how you react to everything in between is what ends up deciding how things go, generally-speaking.

I remember when I used to be suspicious of people who used words like “generally-speaking,” in either written- or spoken-word fashion.

Why, you say?

Because generally-speaking, those kinds of word combinations cause me to tune out what comes after them; I just do so without even thinking.

Generally-speaking, generally-speaking…this tends to soften the after blow.

I read a teaser snippet somewhere that landed me on the Wall Street Journal’s website.

There are a couple, not more than two or three sentences, then… dot dot dot…

That’s right…that’s it.

The ellipsis…also know as “three dots” in lesser circles…

I used to think I was of lesser circles, because quite frankly, the thought of more, even larger circles (than already exist), seems not as much of either an efficient or productive use of my time.

But old three dots is the blogger’s best friend. You tend to find these kinds of things out on less warm and rainy days when wondering if something will come out (that sparks you).

Three dots comes in handy and always has; it’s the lesser statesman of the semi-colon, despite its state of “wholeness” casting a large shadow down upon the less-than-intact semi- colon by comparison.

The article I wanted to read in the Wall Street Journal was about something, or opened up with (remember I only got a snippet) something about a line of how 12 years ago Steve Jobs released the iPhone and how people are no longer amazed by it anymore.

And that was it unless you include the ellipsis.

It was, anyone could agree, the rightful end of the story to me by virtue of my lack of a Wall Street Journal subscription.

I remember the first time I encountered the journalistic paywall. But I can’t remember the site; only that the lesson was learned.

I was a little upset. But now I get it.

This time it was easy to back out entirely and move on.

But the iPhone and mobile phones in general no longer possess quite the magic they once did.

So we wonder what will come next.

And we try to envision what it could be.

Then we back out of that thought and glance back down at our phones.

I think what we value says a lot depending on what day it might be.

That kind of thinking might be part of what one could say was a good day or a bad day.

Or it could also just have been needing the kind of grace and alacrity that only Three Dots or the more highly-browed Ellipsis…can provide.

This will serve no real function other than to (hopefully) make you smile

The new year is officially underway and what better time to take an opportunity to just relax and offer some random amblings in no particular format, order or purpose…

It’s not as sexy as say a portable external hard disk, but my space heater is invariably my go to tool of choice–especially during winter months.

Can you wash blue jeans with white clothes? Yes and no. I’ve “heard” if you wash them in warm water they may be fine. Your Mileage May Vary (YMMV).

Will malls as we used to know them ever make a comeback? No. Retail store malls are dying. If they don’t completely end up falling prey to the bulldozer they will need a repurposing of some kind–the likes of which has yet to be determined.

Back in the day malls were social media. It was just real life, though, so you could call it reality Facebook. You saw the best in people and also the worst. And you didn’t have to log on; you just showed up. Like real life.

Back to washing clothes…do you prefer appliances such as washers and dryers that play a melody when they complete their cycles? I do. I remember the harsh buzzers that would sound on the Kenmore branded washers and dryers that were sold in malls across the country.

Those buzzers would shock you into attending to your clothes.

Today’s tune-playing washers and dryers are more pleasant, less shocking and I still get to the clothes in somewhat timely fashion just like the old buzzer days.

And finally, if I could change the tune that signified the end of the wash cycle to “Eye of the Tiger,” that would be very nice.

I like Deepin OS for my desktop computers more and more. I find little things like not having the time displayed in one of the corners of my monitor a nice touch. If I’m not checking the clock as much (as I used to when I couldn’t avoid it because it was in my field of view), the theory is I can be more productive. I’ll let you know how that works out.

The time is next to the trash in the dock strip at the bottom of the screen in Deepin. The icon is a small circle that rests in the dock and simply displays the hour and minute; it’s located so off the beaten path that yes, I would say it is unobtrusive.

Deepin can resemble a PC (Efficient Mode) or Mac (Fashion Mode) desktop. I prefer the Mac look although I like that you can instantly get to the desktop when in Efficient Mode by clicking Deepin developers’ version of the Windows 1-click desktop transporter typically found at the lower right hand corner of the Windows app icon panel.

By any estimates, as much as 65% of Apple’s revenues are from iPhone sales. iPhone sales are down. You didn’t think the ride would last forever did you?

YMMV (see above) – one of my favorite acronyms right after NAVY–Never Again Volunteer Yourself.

If a phone is only as intelligent as the person operating it, shouldn’t we just drop the word “smart” in front of phone?

I don’t get the newspaper delivered anymore but I have a paper wall calendar for 2019 featuring pictures of pit bulls. Go figure.

May 2019 hearken the return of Internet surfing

Just tried to read an article on “fakeness” online and an ad that promised to email me weekly information on what’s happening in tech kept popping up despite clicking through it repeatedly.

Many websites rely on advertising to make a go of it. Advertising is somewhat negated with ad blocking apps that affect overall browser performance.

While it’s sometimes possible to use another browser to offset relentless ad pop ups, it isn’t a practical solution. We all have our browsers of choice and what usually happens when a stubborn ad refuses to go away, is the person ends up clicking out of the site altogether.

Personally, I like sites with ads as long as they’re not over the top in number and/or slowing down overall page load times. Also, occasionally, a certain ad may appeal enough to me that I click on it–sometimes it’ll take me to information I’d like to view; other times perhaps not so much.

The Internet is still most appealing when you don’t set out using it to fulfill an agenda. That is, when you’re surfing for leisure and not under a deadline to locate some shred or tidbit of information that fulfills your need for attribution.

Doesn’t matter that it’s the end of the year or the beginning of another one.

The past five years when I’ve reached the end of the year, I’ve bemoaned not hopping on the computer more often for leisure.

Social media is something I’m using less and less of. I’ve been able to reconnect with old friends in person and find I much prefer enjoying the full spectrum of communication one experiences while having coffee with another human being.

This article is written in relaxed fashion–sort of reminiscent of when I’d awaken the computer from hibernation and fire up Netscape. Remember Netscape?

Today I started up Firefox planning to surf awhile and then came here to write about something of which I had no clue I was about to entertain beforehand–just like the old days.

The Internet has always been a source of inspiration to me. When I wasn’t being inspired, I was being entertained by it. Years gone by I utilized the net for entertainment more so than for occupational purpose.

That in a nutshell is what has become problematic for most of our online experiences these days.

If we were ever truly satisfied with our social media experiences we’d be able to leave them alone for weeks at a time in favor of random internet surfing.

But we can’t seem to do that. Nor are we able to enjoy that coffee with an old friend via any method other than video conferencing of some kind.

It’s just not the same thing.

Remember when you used to sit down, fire up Internet Explorer, type something in the URL address window and see where it takes you?

Yep, I know you do and you remember those times with fond memories.

It was the innocence of the wild, wild west that was the Internet’s halcyon days–free-spirited, lively, no pressure and laced with experiences that turned just hopping on the computer for a few minutes into 90 minutes later.

The time got away from us in a good way back then.

I hope we all can get some of that feeling back.

We’re taking the last few days of 2018 off.

With your assistance and our good fortune, we look forward to serving up some more fun times and food for thought in 2019.

Thank you, kindly.


Wrap music’s contribution to social interaction’s decline

This was a year that saw iPhone sales fall flat, perhaps signalling the end of a successful run for Apple’s flagship device.

People will continue to buy them, make no mistake about it. They just won’t ever again buy them in the record numbers Apple has grown accustomed to.

And this quiet development does have me wondering what might take the place of mobile phones as the next consumer piece of tech everyone has to have.

The iPhone’s successor in terms of iconic status may not be known for years, however.

While trends can sometimes identify or provide hints at what’s to come, on most occasions the forces that are accidents, stuff and timing combine to help best predict the arrival of products and services we can’t live without.

It is fun to take guesses, though.

An easy one would be robots for the home. We’re possibly already in the process of this happening.

Largely reduced to living in the isolated confines of our homes, why shouldn’t this lifestyle eventually become reality with Siri, Google Assistant, Cortana and Alexa having laid the groundwork for further social detachment with their growing entrenchment?

I would suggest the only thing that might forestall the rise of the machines would be if robots’ appearances continue to be less than human-like.

Personally, I don’t want a robot that looks like a Dyson.

I prefer the full Monty.

If I can’t at least describe home robots with the word “eerily”–as in eerily life-like, then I don’t want a robot in the house. Maybe that’s just me, but with unsocial media driving society’s exodus from in-person interaction, I’d like a robot that delivers up to at least 95 percent life-like appearance quality.

You could have a family of human beings living under the same roof and one of them could be an artificial human that would in effect become part of the “real” family. Robots might eventually transcend their current Hoover-like appearances and blur the lines between real and not so real people.

That would be my preference.

Another thing I’d like to have happen once robots in the home become commonplace, is for anyone who is currently a bad wrapper to become a very good one.

Now, some of you may think I’m speaking of wrap music, or rap music, but I’m neither speaking of music nor of rap. I’m speaking of wrap–as in present wrapping.

I’m self-diagnosed with the all too common affliction that is bad wrapping. I can’t neatly or nicely wrap a present for the life of me. Presents that I have personally wrapped are easy to distinguish. The corners are like the poor angles that bad carpenters proliferate. This puts it mildly, though. What I’m thinking would be nice would be a milk shake that comes in vanilla, chocolate and strawberry varieties that once consumed would deliver the ability to wrap very well for the next four to six hours.

I know that’s asking a lot, but maybe it could happen.

The world’s a deadline

Projects, projects, projects.

And the dreaded deadlines imposed–self or otherwise, never seem to end.

There’s a deadline for making sure your holiday gifts arrive in time (not to add any unnecessary stress to your last-minute shopping).

But many of the most angst-inducing deadlines occur on the job.

That’s right.

Our professional lives can be the single biggest deliverer of stress-related deadlines.

As an old newspaper guy, I developed a matter-of-fact attitude early on regarding deadlines.

Working on weekly papers in the Navy, I understood if I wanted a story run, it had to be in by such and such a time on such and such a day.

My body developed an internal clock for it, too. I was young and probably didn’t understand what the pit forming in my stomach indicated as I typed feverishly on an IBM Selectric in an attempt to edit, re-write and polish all the last-minute articles that needed to run in that week’s edition.

Typically, we don’t receive any payoffs, rewards or bonuses for not making deadlines.

But, depending on the time of year and the particular individual, that is not always the case…

CC Sabathia is a southpaw pitcher on the New York Yankees. A former Cy Young Award winner when he pitched for the Cleveland Indians, CC has been a Yankees mainstay since 2009 when he was integral to the Yankees’ World Series title efforts.

Mr. Sabathia had a deadline of sorts related to a contract incentive last year. He needed to pitch 155 innings for the season in order to invoke a $500,000 innings-pitched bonus.

But he fell short as many of us do from time to time.

Ejected for hitting a batter in the final pitching opportunity of the 2018 season, Sabathia ended up with 153 innings pitched.

Sports imitates life and life imitates sports.

More importantly, and depending on who your employer is (and the time of year?), sometimes coming very, very close to meeting your goals, productivity requirements and contract incentives can be reason enough to be considered as having met the deadline for the purposes of receiving credit for doing so.

According to a story in USA Today by Steve Gardner, “…when the Yankees’ 2018 payroll was calculated for luxury tax purposes, an extra $500,000 was included.”

CC ended up receiving his $500,000 innings-pitched contract incentive from the Yankees despite the fact he was two innings short from officially earning it

Yes, most of us do not work for the New York Yankees.

And so many of us do not enjoy the same levels of generosity and good will that a potential Baseball Hall of Fame baseball pitcher does from his employer.

We fall short more often than we care to admit.

We fail at reaching some of our goals and we do not expect compensation for doing so.

We are conditioned to steel ourselves against failure with phrases such as, “Close but no cigar” and “Wait ’til next year.”

The Yankees are still considered the “Evil Empire” by many non-fans–a reference back to the days when owner George Steinbrenner would lavish expensive contracts on baseball’s annual best class of free agents.

CC received a big contract when he originally signed with the Yankees. He’s made a lot of money. He would not have been bitter if the Yankees did not come across like they have. But they did and he appreciated it.

As this holiday season comes into full swing, perhaps we should all take heart that while we may not reach our goals as this year’s end approaches, it most certainly will not be for lack of trying.

And who knows. Maybe someone might appreciate that.

‘Tis the season.

Things that are no longer a thing and those that remain so

Being online has changed everything.

And it’s been awhile that all of us have been online.

But, the chaotic world we live in became the new normal without our being given a chance to opt in.

We gave up our privacy in exchange for convenience.

Identity theft news flashes like the recent Starwood Hotels data breach no longer have the same shock and awe value they used to. Sadly, we now just think, “Oh well,” and go about our daily business (which for many of us now includes checking credit reports on a regular basis).

It’s not all bad, however. While I can no longer imagine a world with rotary phones and exclusively traditional taxi drivers, all this digitizing of daily life does leave me thinking “what if” regarding further gains to be had as well as those things we’ve long since forsaken.

  • What if we still had to go to malls and/or brick and mortar stores exclusively for our holiday shopping? This was an accepted norm for decades until it wasn’t. Everything can be acquired online now. If it’s clothing apparel and it doesn’t fit, we roll the dice and take advantage of the no fuss/no muss merchandise return options available.
  • What if bed sheets could be stripped and made via automation and bereft of human intervention? I believe it would greatly reduce the number of injuries to people who cannot seem to make their own beds and lie in them without compromising their health.
  • What if balancing a check book was still a thing? We’d have less time to check our social media feeds and then it would quickly become not a thing as a result. But balancing a check book became truly not a thing once all our financial transactions were available to us (and thieves) in real time.
  • What if using a paper map to navigate your vehicle or walking route was still a thing? I can think of a few things. But, number one is that instances of carpal tunnel syndrome (CTS) would be at least somewhat reduced as flipping a paper map puts less strain on the wrist’s median nerve than does fingering your mobile phone.

What if one definition of an ergonomic mouse remained, “One that sits up straight and tall while it’s eating cheese.”

  • What if you still had to check TV Guide for when all your favorite holiday shows were on so you wouldn’t miss them? Again, you’d probably have less instances of CTS from not having to incessantly “thumb” your smart TV’s dumb remote control.
  • What if you couldn’t order pizza digitally? We probably wouldn’t eat as much pizza anymore as speaking on the phone with a human being in order to have pizza delivered to our homes has not been a thing for some time.
  • What if blogging never became a thing? I’d be very sad. There’s hardly enough time in the day to read anything over 500 words let alone other blogs.

What if computers actually realized their original promise of making our lives easier and affording us more leisure time to do and enjoy the things we love? This, by virtue of my having reached just over 500 words (and also from Google’s displeasure with my not too keenly veiled criticisms of modern life), is a rhetorical question.

Q4OS is the best thing to happen to Pentium computers since XP

Linux used to be an old computer’s best friend.

But with many distributions going all in on 64 bit-only versions, the trend away from support for 32-bit computers is not a good development.

Enter Q4OS.

At its default installation settings, the desktop resembles Windows XP or Windows 7. There is a familiarity that exists and can be experienced for people who are tired of all manner of Windows machinations–save for its familiarity, who just want to try something without a steep learning curve.

Enter Q4OS again.

I had recently tried MX-17 and antiX which were pleasant (for me) upgrades from Windows 10. I didn’t mind becoming familiar with these operating systems. It’s what I do on a regular basis: try out new Linux distributions in search of the elusive Holy Grail of operating systems.

I had also tried Zorin OS 12.4, which while pretty good in its 64-bit variation on a Core 2 Duo HP Compaq, was lacking (for some reason) in its 32-bit version on the Pentium 4 with 2 GB of memory I’m currently typing this piece on.

Enter Q4OS for the third (and final?) time

I was actually thinking of getting a new(er) older computer and bequeathing the P4 to someone in need of a decent-for-its-time computer. I always try to locate the optimal combination of hardware components, application software and operating systems for any PC I have about for tinkering.

Quite naturally I am omnipresently in search of the most speed possible on my old systems. I have very little time to experiment compared with times gone by, but I still love the challenge of optimizing computers so they work for me–and not the other way around.

Q4OS boots up in under a minute on this P4. Love that, especially compared to XP which is what originally came with the computer. XP would tend to run slower over time as it accumulated junk through virtue of regular use.

It was pretty common thinking, or at least it was in the tech circle of friends that I knew at the time, that you should reformat your hard drive and install a fresh, clean version of XP annually–if only to eliminate any bad juju that might have built up.

I’m not expecting to have to do this with Q4OS.

I have torture tested this OS on the P4 over the Thanksgiving weekend. What has impressed me as much as the speed of the system is how durable, rugged and tough it is. Like a colleague said to me, “Bob, I tried to break this thing and it just won’t break.”

That is music to any old computer user’s ears. I have found this to be the case with my P4, too.

With support for 32-bit versions in the Linux world dwindling, I would heartily recommend you give Q4OS a try–especially if you’re considering re-purposing an old Pentium 3 or 4 computer.

There aren’t that many versions of Linux operating systems left other than 64-bit. And as stated in the beginning, that’s bad news for people with old kit.

But it doesn’t have to be. The developers of Q4OS are cognizant of the little touches that can make a difference in the user experience, when they consider design and features.

I was able to create an alias of a start menu item by right clicking on an app in the start menu and selecting “Add item to Desktop.”

Some might say so what? Not a big deal. You can always still do that in XP.

But XP is a security trap without benefit of a modern browser. Q4OS has two of them–Chromium and Firefox.

And aside from being able to run commands from a terminal console without having to enter an admin password (which can be changed manually), Q4OS’s pros heavily outweigh its cons–if only for the speed and familiarity of XP included with its modern operating system default installation.

Pretty huge for an out-of-box installation on a soon to be 16-year-old box.

The obligatory, pacing dog inspired Thanksgiving Eve mashup

It felt like the year was over but it was only Thanksgiving Eve.

He was experiencing one of the symptoms of premature year-end syndrome–the new fatigue and cumulative stress-related sensation that’s sweeping the nation.

But it didn’t feel glamorous (to him) that the masses typically experience this as yet unnamed and unrecognized malady. There was just a sense of relief at an accurate self-diagnosis.

He scanned slickdeals.net for deals he wasn’t interested in; there were several of them.

Understanding that purchases for the year-end holiday would probably need to be made over the next few weeks, he realized once more if the goal is to find things to buy that do not excite him, his annual mission of satisfying friends and loved ones will once again be met without strain and most certainly with benefit of gusto.

This is why he thinks everyone is stressed out by the time they’re supposed to be celebrating with ho ho ho’s and mistletoe kisses.

Save for a physical, it perked him up he was fortunate enough not to require the services of a medical provider (so far) this year.

And save for an upcoming six-month checkup, he was elated at having escaped serious dental bills (so far) this year.

For him, it was starting to click how there is indeed plenty to be grateful and thankful for this Thanksgiving–not the least of which is good health and the ability to keep doing the things he loves–which tend to vary from year to year.

He thinks it interesting that some people are deliberate and resolute when they state they avoid malls and brick and mortar stores on Black Friday weekend.

He avoids them not because he can shop online (which he does), but because he is grateful to not be on the roads with tons of stressed out and less than focused drivers.

They have devices that can measure the levels of alcohol in motorists’ bodies and they are working on some instruments that will measure the degree of THC residing in the tissues of stony cruisers.

But so far there is no tool available that gauges the degree of stress a motorist is undergoing at any given time they’re behind the wheel.

If there were, he believes the levels of stress are probably, and will continue to be, staggering from here on out until the end of the year.

He loves that it’s cold out, though, and he gives thanks that while humidity can manifest itself in bone-stinging chill, the experiences of perspiring as soon as he gets out of the shower are relegated to waiting until the end of spring to resume.

The little things are some of the best things in life he knows they say.

Accordingly, he smiles at the thought of masses who give thanks for their phones.

He gives thanks for thinking inside, outside and around the box–whether the box is something as innocuous as a phone or as complex as a state of mind.

And finally he is eternally grateful at the prospect of abundant time to reflect on what’s transpired as well as what is about to be.

Even if we’re just blogging in the dark

It was the first time I was using the Chromebook without an Internet connection of any kind.

Before I bought the little magic maker, I’d heard it was only good if you were online.

But as I type here in the dark, I give thanks for my touch typing skills while also silently expressing a debt of gratitude for being able to use Google Docs (or Docs by Google?) without an active Internet connection.

So you ask why bother typing on a Chromebook without a Wi-Fi connection?

The action is a result of a power outage that’s left me sitting in the dark with nothing better to do.

When I started typing this, the battery indicator pronounced 11+ hours remaining before the charge would hold no longer. I think I can finish this before then.

What’s cool about blogging during power outages and especially during outages that last through the evening is that you have to be resourceful. If you don’t have a backlight on your keyboard for example, and are a hunt and pecker (is that a beast of some kind?), you will probably be hard pressed to get much typing accomplished.

But as I stated above, I’m a touch typer and can manage enough words even on this less than full-sized keyboard.

Secondly, not having access to the resources available via Google search forces one to use their recall when describing events. If mistakes are made when writing they are called errors in fact (or at least that’s how I’ve always referred to them).

I was trying to think of the last time I sat in the dark during an outage and I want to say it was during the blackout that occurred on the East coast during 1965…or was it 1964? I can’t recall, naturally enough, nor am I inclined to research it traditionally as I can’t see anything. Remember? And I don’t have encyclopedias–which was how we researched things back then. Additionally, I was but a small tyke who enjoyed being able to stay up late and witness the glow of candles burning on an evening other than Halloween.

The dogs were restless at the onset of this piece. One was barking on patrol and the other was padding nervously. They’ve settled down since. Just like me at the keyboard here.

Being alone is conducive to writing. So is being alone with a couple of dogs.

It was snowing outside earlier and now it’s just cold.

We could have stayed at a hotel room, but I doubt I would have been able to write anything as the dogs would have been going wild–dogs gone wild–available on DVD for $19.99.

But the dogs are not going wild now. They’re relaxed. I’m relaxed. And this thing is flowing like a river without an Internet connection.

I don’t know what that means and assume you don’t either.

The environment I find myself in lends itself to absolutely no structure at all. Why should it? There are times when a woman has to say what’s on her mind even though it’s gonna hurt. And there are times a blogger has to write what comes from their fingertips, even though it’s gonna blurt.

I know, I know. But they can’t all be home runs. We appreciate the singles hitters.

What I will leave you with is this…there are times when you are completely out of your normal flow. You’ve been broken from whatever routine it is you think you have. And you feel off, a bit unsettled perhaps, but no more so than what a typical day’s transpirings can have you processing.

So just go with it. Blow air kisses to imaginary goddesses.

And watch how effortlessly a few remaining snow flurries can drift gently through the dark, silent night.

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