Ugh. Boxing Day began with the sound of our neighbor putting out their recycling bins—something I forgot to do last night because the City nudged the pickup along one day so sanitation workers could enjoy a holiday on Xmas Day.
So I awakened with a start around 8:30 am… this coming after working into the wee hours of the morning on earthpages.org.
Sleep-deprived, I threw some outdoor appropriate clothes on, made sure a hat concealed my tousled hair, and headed outside to get our bins out before the truck arrived. A neighbor was outside too but I was just too in-between the worlds of sleep and awakening to greet anyone.
I don’t drink alcohol anymore. Just don’t feel the need nor desire. But still, Boxing Day usually feels like a hangover. I gear up for Xmas and especially the socializing around it. And then after… pssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss… that’s the sound of my blown balloon as it falls to the ground.
Funnily enough, although I’ve been roundly dissing this Supertramp album, a song from it came to mind as I was sitting here, too groggy to go to church and uninterested in bargain shopping.
That song is It’s Raining Again. Another song from my personal “blue” period. And I’m not talking about painting.
Today this video made me laugh. Sure, it’s a bit silly and not terribly artistic. But a laugh is a laugh. So that’s why I’m posting it today! †
† The depth psychologist Carl Jung got a lot of mileage out of an ancient Greek term apparently coined by Heraclitus, “enantiodromia.” Roughly translated, it means things flowing into their opposite. So a song that once made me feel sad, today made me laugh.
Life is good!