For Those Of You – The Kind Ones …

Who come visit me here and see what madness springs forth on any day, I deeply appreciate your support. You are the ones I cannot see but who are there nonetheless.
At this time, unfortunately, I am not able to reciprocate as much as I would like to. I tried to organize my subscriptions, to feel less overwhelmed, but that just made it worse. The list is even more overwhelming because it’s a list!
And it’s long.
It’s everything I want to see, but cannot at this time.
Let me see.
What is the best way to put it?
To say I am juggling several matters at the moment would be a sublime way to put it.
Instead – more accurately – would be to say my life is up in the air right now and I’m scrambling to catch the pieces as they randomly approach ground and reassemble myself.
Luckily my former training as a dancer has helped. I happened to notice when I take off my boots at the end of the day, they are in what is known in Ballet as fourth position – accidentally, unconsciously, and consistently. So you never know exactly how your artistic tendencies will manifest in a time of crisis.
I have no idea what this new arrangement will look like –
I am hoping I will fall into place –
No.
Wait.
That’s not right.
That would be way too optimistic, as well as nonproductive. The missing pieces – the empty spaces, the dark spots, the bright ones, the broken navigators, the storms, the stuff that does not fit – are essential to our creative angst, right? That’s what makes us go tick-tock and say things like, Blink, Blink.
So we shall see what emerges.
Thank you.