We awake infinite milliseconds apart wondering why we missed the same view of the sunrise. Angles of perspective and interpretation separate our understanding of the beginning of a day. If one day can be so misconstrued, how then do we look back on a year that is not yet finished? We’ll come back to that later, maybe in a day or so after the Times Square chaos.
Looking back on things does not really advance anything. Sure we can learn from our mistakes, but as history shows, that usually is not the case. There have been more than enough mistakes in the past that we should expect a future of flawlessness, but that is not the point. Sensation can either linger on a feeling that is no longer there or anticipate an oncoming reward.
We say one thing and think and act another. At the turn of the year 11 months ago, I thought so much was about to change, but never expected it to go the way it did. The year started with a book reading and then high expectations for a publication in Cleveland. Everything was within grasp and then came crashing down before the final pieces could be placed to show any progression. For a while all seemed a little lost and far from being found. During a bachelor party in the distant beaches of southern Mexico and nightclub atmosphere, it seemed as if there would be some sort of premonition toward a better understanding of all the madness that occurred. Adventure, madness, fear, success, loss, renewal, relapse, revelation, rampage, and the endless search for l’amour vrai.
If there is an initial lesson for those bound to experience something similar is that another view is vital to making sense out of the senseless. Not that another random point will fill the void, but that an open mind toward another makes for a healing process that can not only make the day a bit better, but also bring a truth to something that always seemed so foregone to any conclusion by those closest to you. Celebration in all forms is a serum to the unknowns of the future. Living in that present moment with those who you love and to see the life of their actions in momentum eases all the pain of any past. The trick is to not hold onto anything so tight that you squeeze out the juices of their rightful taste.