___ New Year


Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more…

King Henry, “Henry V”, William Shakespeare


A New Year’s resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other.

Author unknown


Well, Happy New Year, everybody!

Just curious: how many New Year Resolutions have been blown completely to smithereens by now?

I know, that’s mean. Sorry.

My resolution is to lose more hair this year. Pretty sure I can keep that one.

I realize it’s been awhile since you’ve heard from me. I’d like to post more often than I do; really, I would. It’s not like I don’t have things on my mind and my heart. I have a lot, actually.

But, it’s a fight for me to just write this.

My level of concentration is low these days. My brain just can’t seem to stay focused on any one thing too long. Just a byproduct of depression.

Another is the temptation to delete everything I write. So I’m posting this before I give in.



6 thoughts on “___ New Year

  1. “Out, damn’d spot! Out, I say!” That’s about all I know of Shakespeare. I’m glad you did not delete. My resolution, similar to yours, is to get one year older by 2020. Of course if I croak I will have broken my resolution, won’t I? I survived the Yuletide Season fairly well, but am struggling with “melancholy” since then. So I write, write, write. Seriously, my goal this year is to dig deeper within and share what is happening down there in the pits with what I write. Please don’t delete as often. I enjoy your wit and sarcasm.

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  2. As you know, when it comes to depression, I can say, “Been there. Done that. Got the Prozac.” As for balding, I have conflicting problems. I’m too short for my weight and too tall for my hair.

    My medication keeps the cynical depression under control, but not away. The days when I wake feeling “What’s the use,” still occur … as do those when I feel like staying asleep all day. (Now that I’m retired, I can indulge the “sleep all day” thing occasionally. My cat does the same thing every day.) On most days though, I restore the caffeine level in my blood stream and move on.

    In my case, the lack of concentration never went away. Right now, I’m writing this comment, listening to the TV, “worrying” that I should start a new pot of coffee, thinking about ideas for my current and future blog articles, and listening to the other iterations of my ego trying to get the attention of my primary stream of consciousness.

    I’ve decided that a slight tendency toward attention deficiency isn’t a side-effect of my depressive tendencies. It’s independent. It’s something else I need to deal with, but … unlike the depression … it comes with some beneficial side-effects. I’ve come to realize that I owe my good memory to decades of practice keeping track of everything.

    Sorry … had to step away … to answer a brief phone call, play with and feed te cat, and make coffee.

    Back to my comment … my attention problems seem to stem from my mind trying to attend to everything equally. With acceptance of that condition and a lot of practice, I’ve learned to not only deal with (by dropping layer upon layer of mental “pebbles” along the way), but to use it. I’m regularly amazed by how much others miss by focusing too much.

    “O brave new world that has such people in’t!” Keep the faith, brother … and delete only misspellings, grammatical errors, and phrases that don’t express your meaning properly … never a whole entry.

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  3. We are fellow travelers. For the past few years, I have struggled to find light amidst the darkness that – at times – envelopes me.

    I gave up on resolutions years ago (for the obvious reasons). However, most years I embrace a word for the year. This year’s word is forgiveness, as it is my desire to forgive the living and the dead, and perhaps most challenging, to forgive myself.

    Wishing you a happy and fulfilling 2019!

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