I think I might have chosen the right week to take a break from social media. A little birdie on Substack told me that some absolutely bonkers stuff has happened in the US. Did I stop doomscrolling just in time?
I think I did.
I cannot express how much better I feel even after 48 hours away from social media and my drug of choice is Instagram! None of that hard stuff for me, thanks all the same. Even insta is a lot right now.
It’s important to stay up to date on the news but wow, when things are a bit intense in your own life, the last thing you need is literal insane crap from the so-called leaders of the free world. I know teenagers with more dignity. I know toddlers with more restraint. Hell, my cats would do a better job at this point.
Serenity now! Serenity now!
Sigh.
We all learnt in 2020 that certainty and control are illusions. Death and taxes are the only things we can count on and for a lucky few, apparently just death no matter how much they try to hack life.
My dad has just moved into a retirement village and his new bed is one of those hospital style contraptions. I know it’s super practical and I can’t quite put into words how it makes me feel but isn’t it tempting fate? Ridiculous, I know, because he’s 88 and of course none of us are getting out of here alive.
As I said, life has thrown a few things my way in the last few months but I’ve also had so many lovely experiences. Friends and family make it all worth the effort.
I try to remember ‘this too shall pass’ (thanks for the reminder, Selena Jane) The good and the bad will pass and in the end we’ll look back and realise it all just…was.
The peace this brings is very welcome.
