Thursday, April 12, 2012
BIG trouble in a little city.
Personally, I've never thought of it as diplomacy, it's just good manners.
What that means, however, is that I'm sometimes taken completely by surprise when others apparently were not raised this way. Folks who operate in a world where their every thought...no matter how unprocessed or considered...is one that should be expressed without care or thought of consequence.
These bombs seem to be landing around me quite a bit lately. Some directed my way, some simply lobbed in my general vicinity. Some are BIG. Some are being tossed from here in our little city.
Dodging gets tiring. Being angry and upset is tiring. Being a target because you keep putting your neck out to try and do things that are new and different and better than before is discouraging.
The Roller Derby Queen and I were commiserating about this state of affairs and I suddenly had a moment when I realized that what I wanted, what I really, really wanted, was to find something positive and...well...joyful to do. Something that would make it all feel worth it.
And when that thing happens, trust me. It's going to be good.