To a Brighter 2018

Year of Promise
Although the particular events of 2018 have yet to be written, suffice it to say that it being an even year, and because 2017 was such a horrible year in America, 2018 hold the promise of a brighter, more positive tomorrow.  One thing I’m definitely going to consume less of in the new year is Twitter. I may post a tweet or two from time-to-time, but I’ll certainly be reading fewer Twitter posts than ever before.

Bloggier 2018
Blogging is going to be a bigger part of my life in 2018. Though I’ll be quite busy with the demands of my new job, there are several hours each day when I’ll have no one to talk to but plenty to say. What better place to say it than here on a WordPress blog? Nowhere, that’s where! I’ll be writing about TV series I’m hate-watching and love-watching, films I’m thankful for, and many of the inevitable media disappointments, I’ll experience in 2018. With that said: I hereby proclaim Dark Mirror Season 4 GOOD!

Year of Happiness
With a lot of help, this year I’ll put make every effort to put all of the regret and resentment of 2017 behind me.


My Life Is Great

I’ve been wanting to write this blog post for a couple of weeks now, but I’ve been unable to find the right words to accurately express my thoughts and feelings. Why is that? I’m sure that my new role as a literature teacher, has a great deal of influence on me. I spend a good deal of time explaining to my students that they must consider several things when writing, including their audience, the organization, and structure of their writing. When I take my own medicine, I find I hold back, censoring myself here instead of just letting the words fly.

My students know that each of their writings should have a thesis supported by paragraphs with their own main ideas and supporting information. I find when I blog, that I don’t like to follow this rule myself. I’d rather ramble on and on, following my stream of conscious awareness of my mind’s contents at that moment without forcing myself to hover over the keys while I consider the proper organization of the paragraphs. And I’ve certainly never been known to structure the information contained in my blog posts in any order of importance; no upside down pyramids here.

Which brings us to the main idea of this blog post. At the risk of oversimplification, I’d just like to point out that my life is really good. Actually, my life is great! I’ve landed on my feet with a new job in a great new city. With a lot of help, I’ve finally recovered emotionally from the train-wreck that was my marriage. I’ve been shown just how happy I can be if I let myself choose it and stop clinging to the anger and destructive regrets that had been dragging me down. Life is good because I’m ready to move on, advance, embrace happiness.

I know I’m burying the lead, but that’s just the way I roll. Life is good because I’m ready to move forward with a new mindset, a new outlook, and a very different perspective than I had before. There’s a whole world out there to explore and experience, and although I was prepared to fly solo, I now realize I don’t have to.

Why Am I Here?

Mankind’s Search for Meaning
As someone who often contemplates the purposes and reasons behind everything from culture to fingernails, it’s not uncommon for me to wrestle with the meaning my own life might have, not just to me, but to the world as a whole. (I don’t shive a git about the multiverse because they don’t shive a git about me.) My conclusions range from the very selfish–ownership and enjoyment of things, to the interpersonal–making and maintaining connections with people I care about. Unfortunately, both types of meaning were first eroded and then systematically eliminated by someone who claimed to care about me back in China. So, now it’s time to slow down my mind, take a breath, and re-evaluate my life’s meaning and determine the best way forward with an emphasis on that meaning.