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Incarnadine

Believe half of what you see and none of what you hear

Posts tagged with "summer"

And now, the truth - as I see it, anyway (yikes!)

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It's August.

"No kidding," you say, "Tell me something I don't know - for once."

Hey, I realize I'm pointing out the obvious, but I'm just trying to draw your attention to a subject I would like to discuss. No need to hurt anybody's feelings. You can deny it all you want - Heaven knows I've tried - but the sunlight has already begun to slip away with increasing rapidity. Okay, so we're actually only losing, like, a minute a day...but still.

Not that I'm complaining, because autumn is definitely something to look forward to. Believe me, though, if I could find a way to slow the passage of time, I'd consider it (and I'd also be filthy rich). On the other hand, as far as the calendar is concerned, we still have a couple of months' worth of summertime left...right? I should simply enjoy the "dog days" as best I can.

To be fair, I started writing this entry about a week ago and was very close to finishing it before coming to the sudden realization that it was utter crap. Still is, in fact, and you should've seen the stuff I cut out! Disenchanting as this can be, I prefer to look at it as an opportunity for improvement.

After all, "less is more," as they say. Minimalism won't work for every situation, but I've learned that it can be helpful when applied to a person's writing style. For example, an otherwise well-intentioned person who nonetheless has a tendency to grow a bit, shall we say, long-winded at times.

Oh, and Minimalism also helps to make housekeeping much less complicated. It does get kind of boring, though...

Bill Watterson, creator of the classic "Calvin and Hobbes" comic strip, once wrote, "I think most of us would be horrified to meet ourselves and discover what everyone else already knows about us." Speaking only for myself, I'd have to agree. What can I say - reality is No Fun City at times.

By the way, if you're unfortunate enough to have never read "Calvin and Hobbes," you owe it to yourself to at least check it out sometime. Watterson is a man of creative genius and integrity, sort of like my dad, but much more reclusive.

"To write is the cure."

Some people view seasonal weather patterns as having parallels to the various stages of life. I suppose this would depend on where you live...but you know what I'm getting at. In one variation of this theme, you could say that I'm in - or entering - the "summertime" phase, though I am aware that it's presumptuous to assume I have any given amount of time on the planet. Many people never make it as far as I have, never even make it out of "spring." I cannot allow myself to forget this. Help me remember it, would you?

So, does it all boil down to outlook, the way one approaches life? Of course it goes a little deeper than that; I'm still trying to figure the whole thing out for myself, before "autumn" and "winter" come along. In the meantime, let's get out there and enjoy the sunlight! Except for me, because, well, I have some laundry to do, and then I was going to watch "The Simpsons," but after that...yeah...

Thanks for your time.

- John

To make up for lost time

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"I'm very concerned that you all stink. And have not made any progress." - Some Guy

Ahh, summertime - how I've longed for this period of seemingly endless days, and nights that crackle with a mysterious and dynamic electricity. Okay, so maybe that glowing description is a tad much; forgive me, it's been one of those weeks. Anyway, despite a long-standing love affair with winter (the season during which I typically hit my "creative peak," most likely as a direct result of spending too much time indoors), I find that my anticipation for summer is ever-increasing and impossible to deny.

More so this time around than in years past, I have eagerly awaited the onset of this celebrated season and find myself lost in daydreams to a considerable degree, even for yours truly. This is mostly due to the fact that, in reference to the above title, I really do feel as though I'm making up for lost time this year - if such a thing is indeed possible.

Therein lies my quandary: can one ever truly "make up" for lost time? Obviously, once a moment has passed it's gone for good, with no hope of resurrection; we've all heard the clichés ad nauseum (wow - English, French and Latin all in one sentence. Trust me, it only looks easy).

What I'm asking, and what I will attempt to prove, is whether or not a person can inject a sufficient amount of quality memories into a given stretch of time so as to reconcile within oneself the misspent summers of years gone by. Simple enough, right? Well, I suppose we'll find out together. In any case, I'm not allowing myself to have a choice in the matter - no bones about it, by hook or by crook, I will seek out and enjoy a variety of new experiences this summer (and beyond).

I'm not saying that every moment from now on is going to be crammed full of action-packed encounters - I imagine the upkeep on such a lifestyle would be prohibitively expensive. Rather, the point I'm trying to get across is merely that I'm once again looking forward to the rest of my life (as depressing as that may sound to some) and trying my best to be as appreciative as possible of the time I have been given.

After literally spending years in a dizzying struggle with my own soul, I finally came to a crossroads in 2008, and things have never been the same. It's as if I was "seeing the sun" for the first time in a long time, and I feel more like a different person - closer to a better version of myself, the guy who disappeared for awhile but remains hidden just below the surface - with each passing day.

Life is just too short, wouldn't you agree? There is so much to experience, and I still have a lot to atone for, both publicly and privately; it's like they say, "God put me on Earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I am so far behind, I will never die."

Perhaps I'm coming across as a bit selfish here, droning on about my planned pursuit of adventure (a relative term, to be sure) whilst so many things go wrong for people all around me and the planet we share is deluged with constant turmoil and disorder.

So I will cease and desist, and just try to remember how fortunate I am for now. I will, however, let you know how things turn out in the long run, if you happen to be interested. Though I would like to continue writing today, as there are important subjects upon which we have not touched, "real life" beckons as it always has. And who am I to resist the call?

In closing, I would like to thank you for your time - I consider your willingness to sit through these blogs one of my most valuable resources and a gift for which I cannot be grateful enough. I wish you nothing but the best of everything, and hope to see you again soon.

Take it easy...

John