Sunday, July 1, 2012
Shiny and NEW
I had never before understood why companies had their "end of YEAR" or even better - "start of YEAR" in any other month except the obvious - January. January ONE to be exact. That is logical and American and all things normal. Yeah. I get it now. You start when you say you want to start and it just somehow works. Welcome to my NEW YEAR. I'm new. Not really - I'm not covered in meconium or blood nor have I recently been re-baptized - but this is my new year. I always tried to pick an idea and/or topic for each year when everyone else is committing to a gym or a relationship or kissing someone random I would try to pick an idea to follow. One year it was to knit everyday for a year. Lasted about 4 days and then someone barfed on my project and I just lost interest. The Chinese go bat-shit crazy at their New Year and that lasts like 14 days! They even have cool special money. I like that. I want cool special money.
Why July you ask? Well thank you random thought for asking why July? I am a heat seeking missile named Katie. When I say I am a sun junkie - I don't mean it like "yeah, I ski a little now and then and I guess I like golf a bit." If the sun is shining and it's above 80 degrees out I NEED to be out in it. In a, "Hello, my name is Katie and I worship the sun on an obsessive level." I crave it like a drug. I've decided I am solar powered and that makes me look all "green" and shit. If I were to die because of the sun or a sun related unpleasantness it would fit. It would be like a sky diver crashing to earth and people then would say - well at least he died doing what he loved - or some equally stupid thing people say because they don't have a clue what to say in the face of death. Though like the person who smokes two packs a day and drinks a quart of gin every day and lives to 93 and then gets hit by a bus - I'd like to say life is just that freaking random. . . . I truly believe that the Jehovah, Yahweh JESUS God of both the old and the much hipper NEW testament TOTALLY rocks this place - I also am not so arrogant (right I just declared I KNOW who God is and I'm NOT being arrogant!!!) as to pretend to say I have any freaking clue what the Hell He's doing down here. I like to think He's got a handle on things - what with being God and all but I also know that little kids die retrieving arrant balls in the street. Life is just that random. "So Debbie Downer," you may be asking - "what the heck does July and New Year have to do with anything?" Well, Dear Reader take heart. What I am proposing is that the word for this year - the word that is going to fit for my year - starting on this "SATAN'S BALL SACK" hot first day of July (and yes "Satan's ball sack hot" is a meteorological term - I'm certain they use it all the time on the weather channel) is "Regenerate."
I had been thinking about this a lot and tossed about some words that either made me sound like an anti aging campaign - Rejuvenate - Renew - Revive, or a Car Commercial - Re-invented - Re-engineered - Re-inspired. I hit on Regenerate since like all of the other Re's I came up with it's an AGAIN thought. This is NOT my first rodeo folks. I'm 40 almost 3. This block has been GONE around. Yet, I get to do it all AGAIN. THOUGH the beauty part is that THIS it - is a different it from the first time. It's a different IT because I'm a different me. I'm drastically different than I was 15 - 10 - 7 - even 2 years ago and I'm not just talking the crow's feet and laugh lines. I'm flakier in some places and a lot tougher in others - but I'm still standing and people seem to still want to show up and love me everyday and that speaks volumes.
Then there's "Generate." It makes me think of a lot of things. It sounds completely self-sufficient - like an alchemy of thoughts - something from nothing - a conception of what is totally new - uncharted and undiscovered but surprisingly - has been there waiting all along.
Also - it makes me think of something that was lost that is regenerated. Few things can pull this off successfully. I choose to be one of them. Join me.
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