Ebb and Flow

Our blogs morph over time, as interests shift and life happens. Write a post for your blog — but three years in the future.

I decided to look back at my blog to find a post from 3 years ago to see what I was doing then but, unfortunately, those posts were the victim of the Larger Penis Hacker. When I wrote that post I mentioned how things change over time.

The closest post to 3 years ago was a video of 4 of us playing Livin’ on a Prayer on Guitar Hero, culminating in my Christmas Tree being thrown across the room.  (If anyone is interested, Google should help you find that video but I’ve been instructed that I’m not allowed to!) I’m pretty sure the video is older than the post but, of the 4 of us playing and the 1 behind the camera, we’ve had two weddings, two children, one long term relationship, one emigration and many job changes.

One of the best-and-worst-at-the-same-time apps ever invented is Timehop. Three years ago today I noticed that Tesco were selling Easter Eggs. I’d gone to do some last minute Christmas shopping but had forgotten my wallet so went to Starbucks instead. I was going to set up my PS2 “for old times’ sake” before doing the usual Christmas Eve activity of McDonalds dinner followed by bowling and drinking at Lloyd’s.

Despite everything that has changed, a strand has stayed the same. My band are still all friends. My Christmas tree survived it’s impromptu journey to the other side of my lounge, I got a coffee today and my PS2 is still somewhere that isn’t underneath my TV. (Tonight’s plans still aren’t firmed up and I doubt that’s a change either!)

My blog used to be far more of a diary than it is now so it’s hard to say what it will evolve in to. Previous Daily Prompts have asked the participants to look in to their futures and describe what it looks like but it’s always been hard to identify specifics. I’ve been thinking a lot recently about where I want to be in the future and the truth is that it feels staggeringly difficult to predict even with the best laid plans.

Moo thinking about climbing the tree.

Moo thinking about climbing the tree.

Sure, on the macro scale there are hopes, dreams and plans but other details are not so easy. Three weeks ago I didn’t think I’d be here now and I have no idea where the world is going to carry me three weeks from now, let alone three years. I hope there is a part of now that’s still there – maybe my tree will last another three years if Moo hasn’t destroyed it, hopefully Moo will still be sat beside me and I’ll still have friends to celebrate Christmas with which is the best bit.  Hopefully some things have also changed to keep life exciting, whether those things be small or large.

Happiness was just outside my window
I thought it’d crash blowing 80 miles an hour
But happiness—a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in

Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can’t make it come or go
But you are gone—not for good but for now
And gone for now feels a lot like gone for good

Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never meant to hold
Be careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks

Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, “That’s enough for now.”
Happiness has a violent roar

Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, and you’ll never find it all
But let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, you’ll wake up and she’ll be home
Home, she’ll be
She’ll be home
She will be home

Happiness by The Fray

Comments 2

  1. judy Dykstra-Brown

    Did your kitty resist the impulse? I see potential catastrophe. Happy Holidays, Michael.

    • Hi Judy – he isn’t necessarily resisting but the catastrophe you can foresee hasn’t happened – yet! Best wishes to you as well.

Leave a Reply to Michael Cancel Reply