I’m something of an idiot. Somehow over the years I’ve developed this magical ability to become optimistic when things seem most messed up. I don’t know where it comes from, because I certainly didn’t spend the first half of my life this way. Maybe it happened when I had a family or when I finally gave up the drugs and drink. But there it is: I’m an optimist, especially when there’s no good reason to be optimistic.
Things are pretty effed up right about now. Wars and rumors of wars, prices going up, jackoffs almost certainly getting ready to take over in the next election and no spring training in Major League Baseball. People are still dying from the goddamn pandemic and nobody seems to care any more. Selfishness, hatred, and general mopery are the order of the day everywhere. But the grass here is slowly turning green, and the donkeys still come when I call, and there’s still DUAN, and I still see reasons to hope. But as I said, I’m something of an idiot.
Is there anything…and tiny thing…that gives you hope in these times? Can you stay hopeful and if so, how do you do it? Help me out here. And thank all you Deadsplinterers for reminding me that even if everything goes completely to hell, at least I won’t be alone and the music will be choice.