Go Home
Thomas Wolfe's novel You Can't Go Home Again should be listed on my summer reading list. I have always lived by Dorothy Gale's motto ...
STOP! STOP!!
I just did a Google search to find Dorothy Gale's exact words from The Wizard of Oz, about not looking any further than your own backyard for your heart, and the first search I came across was another blog post.
YIKES! Another blogger had started a post EXACTLY the same way as I was about to.
Is this it? Julian Casablancas, Is This It? Do I not possess an original creative thought? Has my creative soul turned into a crinkled prune, with not a drop of imaginative juice left?
Well, that was a disaster of a start.
Screw you Dorothy Gale! Screw me too, as I only ever turn to the keyboard when I'm feeling unproductive. I am shivering with doubt and fear about the loss of my writing skills, but there's nothing to do but try (and a big emphasis on the "try"). I must bring together my streams of depressive thoughts, that are thrashing in the deep water of my brain. ( Special thanks to my 16-year-old self for that angst-ridden sentence.)
What small mound of happiness has arisen in this troubling time? Oh you know it's going to be a television show.
Veronica Mars has returned and I feel like this is a great time to comparatively take stock of my life. Let's compare life from the show's original run from September 2004 to May 2007 to this summer of 2019.
So here's the deal, I was going to drag out my journals from the above mentioned timeline, however, I think I should perhaps go on memory and then double check and see how close I was to what was actually transcribed.
The Original Airing 2004-2007
Friendships/Relationships: In 2004 to 2006 I was still in university and I feel as though I was very discontented with friendships and relationships. My final years in St. Catharines were frought with a stale, sour taste of "this is all the same, nothing is ever going to change". I remember being increasingly frustrated with social situations. I remember feeling jaded about love.
Finances: Finances were do-able, I was still a student.
Health: Health was ok from what I can remember, although in my twenties I was frequented with stomachaches, that were usually stress/anxiety caused.
(In September of 2006 until May of 2007 I would've started in Japan and those first 6 months were also very very rough on the social scale. Job was nerve-racking to start, but there were some new exciting experiences like living in a tropical climate.)
The Reboot 2019
Friendships/Relationships: I still have a few close friendships that have spanned decades. I also have new friendships that are fulfilling and comforting....so that's a plus. I am in a stable relationship, and feel my partner and I work well together.
Finances:
Zilch. Zero. Currently unemployed having moved across country once again. That's the trade off of relocating closer to family. Stressful.
Health:
Not great, no stomachaches but plagued with other constant conditions. Is that age? Stress? Both?
Taking stock of the above, not much has changed. which lends itself to the theory that we really are the masters of our own destiny. We are the narrators of our own story.
I have no idea where this blog is going to lead and please be patient as I recognize this post is far from cohesive. However, I do know, that I absolutely need to put my fingers on the keys and start flexing my writing muscles again. It's been too long.
I always like to finish posts with questions and this time I am curious, as to whether folks feel they have changed in 20 years? Has your life situation in general improved?
Also, is anyone else feeling the constant tick of the clock of aging? I know on paper I am not middle-aged, but I have started this horrible habit of thinking of everything on the "downhill"...thoughts like "oh well I only have 30 more years, 40 years at tops....what could I accomplish in such a small time frame?"
It feels so short for me. Anyone else?
STOP! STOP!!
I just did a Google search to find Dorothy Gale's exact words from The Wizard of Oz, about not looking any further than your own backyard for your heart, and the first search I came across was another blog post.
YIKES! Another blogger had started a post EXACTLY the same way as I was about to.
Is this it? Julian Casablancas, Is This It? Do I not possess an original creative thought? Has my creative soul turned into a crinkled prune, with not a drop of imaginative juice left?
Well, that was a disaster of a start.
Screw you Dorothy Gale! Screw me too, as I only ever turn to the keyboard when I'm feeling unproductive. I am shivering with doubt and fear about the loss of my writing skills, but there's nothing to do but try (and a big emphasis on the "try"). I must bring together my streams of depressive thoughts, that are thrashing in the deep water of my brain. ( Special thanks to my 16-year-old self for that angst-ridden sentence.)
What small mound of happiness has arisen in this troubling time? Oh you know it's going to be a television show.
Veronica Mars has returned and I feel like this is a great time to comparatively take stock of my life. Let's compare life from the show's original run from September 2004 to May 2007 to this summer of 2019.
So here's the deal, I was going to drag out my journals from the above mentioned timeline, however, I think I should perhaps go on memory and then double check and see how close I was to what was actually transcribed.
The Original Airing 2004-2007
Friendships/Relationships: In 2004 to 2006 I was still in university and I feel as though I was very discontented with friendships and relationships. My final years in St. Catharines were frought with a stale, sour taste of "this is all the same, nothing is ever going to change". I remember being increasingly frustrated with social situations. I remember feeling jaded about love.
Finances: Finances were do-able, I was still a student.
Health: Health was ok from what I can remember, although in my twenties I was frequented with stomachaches, that were usually stress/anxiety caused.
(In September of 2006 until May of 2007 I would've started in Japan and those first 6 months were also very very rough on the social scale. Job was nerve-racking to start, but there were some new exciting experiences like living in a tropical climate.)
The Reboot 2019
Friendships/Relationships: I still have a few close friendships that have spanned decades. I also have new friendships that are fulfilling and comforting....so that's a plus. I am in a stable relationship, and feel my partner and I work well together.
Finances:
Zilch. Zero. Currently unemployed having moved across country once again. That's the trade off of relocating closer to family. Stressful.
Health:
Not great, no stomachaches but plagued with other constant conditions. Is that age? Stress? Both?
Taking stock of the above, not much has changed. which lends itself to the theory that we really are the masters of our own destiny. We are the narrators of our own story.
I have no idea where this blog is going to lead and please be patient as I recognize this post is far from cohesive. However, I do know, that I absolutely need to put my fingers on the keys and start flexing my writing muscles again. It's been too long.
I always like to finish posts with questions and this time I am curious, as to whether folks feel they have changed in 20 years? Has your life situation in general improved?
Also, is anyone else feeling the constant tick of the clock of aging? I know on paper I am not middle-aged, but I have started this horrible habit of thinking of everything on the "downhill"...thoughts like "oh well I only have 30 more years, 40 years at tops....what could I accomplish in such a small time frame?"
It feels so short for me. Anyone else?
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