Little Bill

I suppose I should really call this this half-year in review, as the first half of this was incredibly quiet. But since April, I’ve been measuring time in month-long blocks. It seems as if every event in the last year seems to fall into one of these spans of time. Some two or three month-long blocks, but never any shorter.

This year I’ve gained new friends and loves. What’s distressing are the names and faces who have drifted away into obscurity. Some of whom have let me go and other whom I have discarded. I wonder about that, when thinking about these blocks of time, if I’ve filed people away into these kind of slots as well, like baseball card sleeves.

Are we like kids with baseball cards? Collecting the ones we like and tossing the rest? And what do we do with facsimiles? Do we compare the two and throw away the one that’s literally a little bit rougher around the edges?

Fortunately, if I were to measure the year in terms of gains and losses, I’m happy to announce that I have come out in the plus. The horizon for the coming year looks promising and I’m looking forward to what’s ahead. All problems have their solutions, most of them can resolve themselves on their own. My only resolution this year is, if I find myself questioning that which I cannot handle, to fill in the blanks. The rest will work itself out naturally.