I need a break. No worries, it’s not a big deal. We all need a break. Right now, for me, it’s moderately urgent.
It is, I think, wise to act upon our human need for rest and contemplation. To occasionally step back, recover, recuperate, and then return is what lifts our eyes from the ground in front of our feet to the sky. Stay too long at the grindstone and one gets myopic and loopy. (Look around you. Surely you see a certain amount of “loopy” invading otherwise tolerable lives.)
I’m beat and abhor resignation. So I’m going on walkabout.
As an aside: if you also need a break… take one. Tell ’em I said it was OK. “A goofball blogger inspired me to take the day off…” Temporary respite helps all those who honestly endeavor. If you’re doing your best, you’ll meet your limits. We are limited, yet live in systems and a society that seemingly lacks them. Therefore, one must self-regulate or perish.
Unfortunately, this isn’t a true walkabout. For one, I can’t currently spare myself from various duties; I’ll be keeping most of my many irons in the fire. Second, it’s a walkabout with caveats. Surely not the best solution. You can lose yourself on the road but dragging a Dodge down the interstate to a pre-determined mandatory destination isn’t rolling a motorcycle’s throttle until the horizon feels like home. Ideally I’d be going off road, off grid, and out of time… but things just aren’t coming together for “ideal”. Scheduling (and especially the damn weather) has simply not cooperated. Maybe some other time the planets will align and I’ll get it right. In the meantime I’ll drink the lite beer of walkabouts rather than complain of thirst:
Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
So I’m going on a pussy little walkabout that will have interruptions, bad food, weather that’s comically uncooperative, and (this is relevant for the blog) occasional bouts of WiFi. The latter means the blog will carry on. I will write when I wish (or get time) and post (I suppose) when I bump into “the grid”. What this means to readers is that your comments may languish in moderation and posts will be erratic. Don’t worry, as people who e-mail me already know, prolonged radio silence from the Curmudgeon doesn’t mean you’ve been forgotten.
Other bloggers say “light posting for a while”. I take half a page to offer nuance. Value added or navel gazing? Hard to say.
Bye for now y’all.