What made it so difficult to keep spouting off here on an unwavering weekly basis (Christmases excluded) was the fact that there was seemingly never anything new to write about. New experiences are getting harder to come by as we become set in our ways. Case in point, I’ve had an extra week to come up with something for this and I’m still resorting to moaning about how terrible I am, as opposed to any great things that’ve happened.
It doesn’t particularly feel like anything of note has happened, even though I’ve enjoyed the culinary novelty of dining at a teppanyaki restaurant, reached the end credits of three video games I had on the go simultaneously and somewhat half-heartedly, and recited countless lines of dialogue from Friends despite only having it on in the background because Netflix has afforded us the opportunity now.
I still have that same cold as the one I mentioned two weeks ago as getting at Christmas. Okay, it’s pretty much gone aside from the lingering bit of goop that occasionally manifests in the throat, but still, it lingers. And it’s hard to say that now considering Dolores O’Riordan (who, incidentally, I didn’t know as “Dolores O’Riordan” but as “that lady from The Cranberries”) was enlisted to that ever-expanding set list at the greatest concert the afterlife has ever seen.
Much like the bit of illness that’s stuck with me for pretty much a solid month now, my thoughts seem to be hung up on the same “same old” mantra that they’ve been hooked to for a while. Festering, stagnating, occasionally blown into a tissue or coughed into a sink, these thoughts need to be replaced with something new and fast.
Either that, or I could settle down and embrace the monotony for what it is – my life, not changing everyday, in any possible way. (Yes I know that’s a different Cranberries song, but you try wrestling the point of this into some conflagration of “do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger”.)
The description on the YouTube video of this one pretty much sums it up perfectly, but just copying and pasting that in here would defeat the purpose of a personal blog – especially one I’m using in an attempt to keep my creative writing practice hovering at least one level above “completely dead”.
I suppose I could take what’s there and re-write it in slightly different words, I’m just struggling to find synonyms for “kaleidoscopic” and “shimmering” that don’t sound like they’ve fallen out of the buzzword generator of an online marketer. Calling themselves Invisible Minds, they prefer to remain anonymous, which is probably why they’ve decided to write the description “cascading and flowing into a harmony waterfall” without fear of being held to account.
Invisible Minds – Yo Mae Leh
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