The autumn rains have arrived, after a very dry summer.
Yesterday I decided — for no particularly good reason — to take a random drive after finishing the grocery shopping.
I drove to a small seaside park. I've been there before, but it's not a place I frequent because it's really not "on the way" to anywhere.
Ironically, it's located directly across from one of the largest Naval Munitions depots in North America. In functional terms, that means our small town will basically be a giant smoking hole in the ground if "serious" war should ever break out.
But I digress.
It's a rather wild little park, and the sun briefly broke through the clouds while I sat there.
A single curious seagull settled in on a driftwood log near me, perhaps hoping to snag some lunch scraps.
I sat there, for a bit, contemplating meaning.
I often pause in unlikely places to think up topics for writing. Lately, my inspiration has felt a bit thin... aside from maybe railing on about perceived injustices of the world and power hungry twats who want to crush anything and anyone who thinks differently from them.
But does everything have to be deep and meaningful? And why my attachment to that particular notion?
Some "old part" of my brain came to life and reminded me that if I just went along with creating "light and fluffy" prose about nothing at all... then "they" would win, right?
Lately, I have been reading a fair bit about Neurodivergence, a concept that always has been on my psychological radar, in one form or another.
I don't wear it as a label, nor do I use it to justify anything... but it does sometimes offer me a frame of reference that helps me... understand. Understand myself, and a small handful of people I relate to on a rather deep level... even if they don't necessarily recognize that they see the world through a slightly different lens of perception.
The first snows are starting to show up on our mountains...
Indeed, not everything does have to be deep and meaningful.
Sometimes, it doesn't have to be any more deep and meaningful than sitting in a small county park, just zoning out and watching the rapidly changing autumn weather. Squalls move in, and move back out... and there's nothing deep and meaningful about them.
Or maybe there is?
Or maybe it simply depends on who you are, where you are, and what you're doing in your life.
Sitting there served me well, though. I remembered that — in its original incarnation — blogging was largely a thought experiment for me. A catharsis, of sorts.
Writing was somehow freer then, perhaps because most of us had no expectations that anyone would ever read our words. Of course they did.
So what was the significance of writing all this?
Maybe nothing. Maybe it was just a reminder that our best writing usually is the result of not thinking about an audience, but just letting our thoughts flow.
Which is neither particularly deep or meaningful... unless, of course, it is...
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Created at 2023-09-27 01:40 PDT
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