The winter, from whatever perspective I choose, has been both long and short. Time which was meandering along at a manageable pace, began flying by shortly after the New Year. Somehow it is March, and I have yet to settle in to 2021.
2020 now, that was a Year. A very long, very full, sometimes frightening and always eventful twelve months that seemed to last much longer. Except for the #deepfreeze and the Great Texas Blackout it flowed into (Now that slowed down Time for a few cold and dark days.) this year is moving like tomorrow can’t wait to get here. That’s my perception, of course, and very subjective at any rate.
In my last post, I spoke of indecision, of feeling as if I wasn’t getting anywhere. Well, I would say that I have been going nowhere fast lately. Spring lingers just around the next corner, and I believe I am ready to embrace it. Last year at this same time, we, as a country, were becoming embroiled in the fear, the politics and the social upheaval of what was quickly becoming a pandemic. This year, there is seemingly Hope to replace all that, a glimmer of light on the horizon. Businesses are re-opening, people are getting vaccinated, and we all look at life from a vastly different perspective than we did before Covid.