{"id":81,"date":"2006-11-29T21:08:00","date_gmt":"2006-11-29T21:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sbw.webfactional.com\/blog\/?p=81"},"modified":"2006-11-29T21:08:00","modified_gmt":"2006-11-29T21:08:00","slug":"yeah-i-know-but-still","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mlwms.com\/blog\/2006\/11\/yeah-i-know-but-still\/","title":{"rendered":"yeah, I know, but still"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There is something about this season that throws everything into stark relief: the good fortune of friends &#038; family &#038; toys &#038; warmth, as well as clarity around singularity.  I always spend a lot of time back east this time of year, and I have what feels like a reasonably full life back there, because my family is so present and so huge to me.  I&#8217;m having a difficult time, thinking about what exactly I want; or rather, I&#8217;m having a difficult time because, as always, I want so many things and I&#8217;m not sure how to focus or how ultimately I will choose.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m also feeling a great deal of frustration &#038; anger about how crappy my education was, and I suppose it&#8217;s frustration I should have felt long ago but it&#8217;s only coming up now.  Of course, in many ways, I&#8217;m incredibly grateful for everything that led up to this very moment, but there are deep, black, dark holes in my chest and I&#8217;ve realized it doesn&#8217;t do me any good to pretend they aren&#8217;t there or that they are comparatively unimportant.  It&#8217;s only me, after all, it&#8217;s all I&#8217;ve got, and if I don&#8217;t take care of me I can&#8217;t do anything I want to do in this world.<\/p>\n<p>Sean was talking the other evening about the story of the birth of Christ.  You&#8217;ll never meet a non-religious person who loves that story as much as he does.  He said it was the inherent possibility in every birth that gets him- that every child born could be a child who changes the world.  I feel like, had I had anything resembling a decent education or, christ, I don&#8217;t know, a feeling any time I was young that I had *options*, I could have been that child.  I don&#8217;t really care how this sounds.  I want to change the world, I want to already *have changed* the world and as I&#8217;ve said a thousand times before, I want a life that takes my focus OFF of my own navel.  But left to my own devices, it seems I buy expensive sweaters and turn on the television and forget, all too often, that I&#8217;m actually supposed to be doing something.  Maybe it&#8217;s my determination to be alone these last many years that seems to be in vain.  Like, I&#8217;ve sacrificed, but what for.  I call it &#8220;career&#8221; because I can&#8217;t name what it is I really want to be doing.<\/p>\n<p>But I feel this strange sense of miracle just around the corner.  Nothing to do with me, but with something of which maybe I&#8217;ll get to be a part.  It might be Barnaby, it might be something else, but I have this sense that something unexpected is brewing in the cold and that if I stay awake, I might get to see it, or experience it.  I had this feeling about six years ago, and it was spot on, although it took years for me to truly recognize what it was.<\/p>\n<p>Or maybe it&#8217;s just that I&#8217;m terribly jet-lagged and feel like I have feet in two different worlds right now.  Maybe, though, maybe Sean&#8217;s right, and this time of year the cold air thins the barriers and something truly unexpected could happen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is something about this season that throws everything into stark relief: the good fortune of friends &#038; family &#038; toys &#038; warmth, as well as clarity around singularity. 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