A New Day

“We will repair our alliances and engage with the world once again.  Not to meet yesterday’s challenges, but today’s and tomorrow’s challenges; and will lead, not merely by the example of our power, but by the power of our example.”

Joe Biden’s Inaugural Address

Wednesday, January 20, 2021

 

Marking A Moment

I wanted to “mark” the evening of this day.  To be able to look back on, some day, as a reminder of what is happening, has happened and will happen.  This time tomorrow, Trump will no longer be president of the United States, 25 000 National Guard will have staved off violence in Washington, DC and a page will have turned  for the world.   The pandemic is at its peak, the vaccines are slowly rolling out but Canada is facing a 4 week reduction of the Pfizer vaccine from the factory in Belgium.  Yesterday was “Blue Monday” (statistically the most depressing day of the year), the days are dark, the weather is turning colder, Saskatchewan has the highest numbers of per capita Covid numbers of 300+.  Days are dark-literally and figuratively.  “Covid Fatigue” is a very real and pervasive thing.  I really feel the weight of these days.  Most everybody does.  These are strange, unimagined times.  I can only hope and pray that

better days lie ahead soon.  But I’ve a feeling “soon” won’t come fast enough. 

Rant: New Phase

 I feel that I have moved into a new phase.  I’m frustrated.  I’m tired.  I’m sick of living this way.   I’m sick of feeling scared, of being so fucking restricted.  I’m tired of the gloom and doom in the news;  I’m tired of Trump and the insurgence in Washington and the fear around the inauguration next week and the awful rising covid numbers and waiting for the vaccine and the winter and the cold and the dark and the snow and the wind.  I’m tired of being on pause.   I’m tired of pretending and waiting and knowing it could be worse.  I’m tired of knowing I’m lucky and counting my blessings and working so hard to be positive.  I’m tired of being isolated and alone and lonely.  I’m tired of my routine and having to have coping mechanisms.  I’m tired of the suspended animation that has become my life.