Good riddance 2020, out with the old, in with the new, or is it? I saw one cartoon that showed a couple getting comfy in front of their telly: “Ready for Season 2 of the Grand Pandemic…”
Before the pandemic I would not have considered myself one of the lucky ones, being holed up in one place, not being able to travel, not visiting family and friends. But that’s what it has come to. Escaping the virus until the vaccine puts an end to this remarkable incision, since we are not capable of kicking it otherwise. That’s the motto.
I am not looking forward to another year of restrictions. Do you? Instead of looking forward maybe I should keep looking backwards, into the past. Displace the uncomfortable future with pleasant memories. There is something to be said about reminding ourselves about better days. Today, I came across this bison stumping through belly-high snow in Yellowstone National Park, where it can get bitter cold in the winter. They put their head down into the snow in search of some dry grass in order to survive until next spring, when life becomes vibrant and carefree. Maybe we are in such a cycle, where all we can do is put our head down and plow ahead until life as we knew it returns.
“And now we welcome the New Year,
full of things that have never been”
Rainer Maria Rilke
May it be a happy and healthy one.
Bearly 