I’ve written the above sentence once before in a blog post, thereby now rendering it rather inaccurate. But these two mentions are in no way commensurate with how much I actually listen to him.
I always enjoyed doing this because music is such an important part of my life. I only allow myself to watch TV/Netflix on weekends, but I listen to music all day every day.
I got away from blogging about music the further I progressed in my writing journey, centering most posts on that instead. This was especially the case after I reduced my blogging schedule from once a week to twice a month.
By “you”, I also mean me. And by balance, I mean to not work myself like a dog, especially when I don’t strictly have to be this way.
The world at large has always been a tumultuous place, particularly with the advent of new online media entities, social media, and the 24-hour news cycle of network news making us more aware than at any other time in history of the shit going down across the globe.
Lately, however, it seems it’s not just greater access to the news that’s making the world seem so untenable, but rather the quality of the news as well.
January, I’ve heard said, is the most depressing month of the year.(For many, February isn’t much better. And this January in particular brings its own unique brand of wretchedness for many.)
This despite the fact that, with the holiday season and hence the longest night now in the past, not only is a new year upon us but so too are the daylight hours progressively getting longer.
Of course, it would have to be a tropical island. Being one of those people who is always cold, spending a year on an island in the Arctic – or worse, the Antarctic – would create a whole new set of problems.
I’ve been snow camping before during my great outdoorsy days, but never in -34°C (-29°F).
A Frame Around Infinity 