(Today’s post is a two-fer! I get my NaBloPoMo done as well as a photography post.)
Today in our country is election day where our nation chooses who we want to have around for the next 4 years to hopefully do the right thing for our country. But I do not want to discuss politics or voting (at least not today’s voting) because as I’ve said before, the topic can be a tempest in a teapot and I’m not in the mood for that. My thoughts today are all over the place because I am feeling better and now my head is zip zapping about thinking about all of the things I need to catch up on when I was down and out.
Laundry, groceries, cooking, a job I have coming up, bill paying, checking up on friends and family….etc. Just thinking about the list exhausts me! But my thoughts – as they often do – are traveling up and down the timeline of my life and my thoughts are in the past, present and future. I recall as a 17 year old my teacher in civics class asking who was 17 going on 18 by August I think it was. Those of us who fit the bill were lined up and taken to a spot in front of the principals office to register to vote. Some of us were tickled to be able to vote for the first time not having a clue about the importance of it all; we just knew we were going to be “adults” and be able to vote! And then there were the usual bunch who were just happy to be out of civics class. I do not recall who was running that year for president but I do know I voted and was very proud to say I did for the first time.
In college we were inundated one year with politicians coming and pandering to the new fresh lot of voters. Again we thought it was cool to go and stand in line to get into auditoriums or stand out in the open grounds to get a glimpse of the candidate of the hour. Mostly we were about hoping to get on television by having a politician field a question of ours. I was “lucky” enough to have one call upon my little raised hand and answer whatever the heck my question was. I can recall what I was wearing that day (a bright red Coca-Cola sweatshirt) but not the foggiest clue as to the question. All I know is that afterwards I leaped on the phone to call my parents and family at home to tell them to watch out for me and the red sweatshirt on TV! I had my priorities straight! LOL
My mind then zips forward in time racing past all of the wars and conflicts, overwhelming television ads, attempted assassinations, political firsts, and up into what matters to me now…and it isn’t getting out of class or being seen on television. I’m concerned about the east coast still and friends and family who either still are without heat and gas or just had it restored and are waiting and hoping it doesn’t go out on them again when this latest weather front hits. I have a friend who cannot make it back to their doctor for their post surgical visit because A. no gas B. no transportation that works to get them from their home to the doctor and C. the doctor is in the same boat. But on the news yesterday they mentioned that Victoria’s Secret donated a bunch of their generators that were/are going to be used for their annual “fashion” show to help out. Then they started to crack a few jokes about were any bras donated. Ugh! My heart and prayers still go out to those hurting from the storm.
So as you can see my mind is all over the place today; hopefully it will settle down and get on task. I will be avoiding the news because it will just be too stressful but I will be voting. Voting is a right that has been achieved by many long before us who fought and sometimes even died so that we after them could exercise our right to chose.
This abstract photo art image was done some time ago. I forget exactly what I did to achieve the end result but I think I was mostly mucking about with filters until I went “Ooooooo! that’s a nice one!” I call it Bowl of Light.