(Give Me A Cure)
Just an intended – hoped-for – antidote to winter doldrums.
I Didn’t Give Up (Garden Lights #1)
Late autumn/winter garden lights. Displays. Events for the public to enjoy; for organisers to earn from – some money, some lasting affection, perhaps. For me at least, enjoyable enough, largely.
But for no clear reason these feel like odd times, strange times, tiring times. And I find my brain falling apart again all too easily. On the way to one of these gardens I couldn’t handle it again. I can’t even say for sure what the ‘it’ is that I can’t handle.
But none of this is new. I’ve tried to grapple with it before.
Failure can be tedious. Probably, the only interesting thing about it this time around is that I didn’t give up. I didn’t insist on turning back. As close as I was to it, no, I didn’t give up.
Arguably … there’s an obvious lesson to be had from nature. We all need to recognise that we are ‘weaker’ when we are tired; we don’t think as well. We all need to recharge. We all could benefit from being clear of the value of some down-time – and taking it. We can’t all keep on keeping on without respite. But it is hard to not mistake needing down-time for failure in its own right.