– Winnie-the-Pooh (now, this next morning, gloriously in the public domain)
It recently occurred to me that whatever might happen in the future ― (?) and whatever has happened is in the past ― (!) that the present moment is magic
I find myself sitting in the final hours of 2021 waiting
I'm waiting for things to settle down I'm waiting for things to catch up I'm waiting for Winnie-the-Pooh to enter the public domain (Finally!)
I'm waiting for the future that isn't here yet
And when I found myself waiting I started typing about waiting but not just typing
first I had to decide which application to use and then to adjust the background color of the application and then search for ways to increase the font size on my 4k monitor
and all of this after removing a corroded battery from a long forgotten Bluetooth trackpad that had been discarded by my father earlier in the day and delivered safely into the hands of the tech junkie whose fingers now type this sad tale of woe
Or maybe not...
I took a break made root beer floats ate crackers and weird cheese laughed
I came back here to write about what happened back then a few minutes ago back when a few minutes ago was the present
it was nice.
And I'm still excited for Winnie-the-Pooh and "Someone to Watch Over Me" and others I don't know about yet
I look forward to the future because I look forward to my presence there
but I have to remember that I'm present here now
is there a simpler way to say this? why write it at all? what's the point?
To remind present me and future me (and present you) to stop waiting and reminiscing (at least do it less) and start existing right here and right now
Why write it down? maybe someday a future version of me will heed the current words of now present me cobbled from the thoughts and experiences of past me and exist
...or maybe not.
Either way, Happy New Year!
May the past be past the future bright and the present go ever to the fore!