Take Me Away

 

I’m having a day over here.

What kind of day? You ask.

I’m having a day where I just want to move away and live in a little beach town where I don’t know anyone and they don’t know me.

I don’t want to know the local players or movers and shakers. I don’t want to be up to date on the local controversies. Most of all I don’t want to have my hopes raised because I believed in the good only to have them dashed by the powerful, the cynical, the well-heeled and well-connected. 

Just for today, I’d like to resign from all that and walk on a beach somewhere far from the taunts of privilege, and racism, and smug self-righteousness. My perfect beach would have no Columbia/HoCo mansplaining, no passive-aggressive Twitter threads, no conspiracy theories. 

I’ve spent the last ten years trying to educate myself on local issues and communicate through this blog the things that matter. But today, my friends, I am so done with that. At long last I’m not so sure about that investment.

What a relief it would be to be far from the endless disputes and small-mindedness. 

So that’s where I’d go today. If I could. 

And I would feel the cool sand between my toes and let my mind wander to thoughts of art and music.