I’m coasting in idle for the moment. I’ve spent the day in my home, hanging out with my dog. I can’t decide whether I’m in a good state of mind or I’m not. I remember waking in the morning and looking at my bedroom wall from my bed and wondering how I might describe it. It contains a TV and some art work, pretty non-descript but mine alone. I accept it as being part of my life and my identity. I’ve lived in the same apartment for over five years, and do not have any plans to leave. I think about moving every now and again and it would be a significant chore, so I’m pretty satisfied with where I am in this flat I’ll call home.

Autumn is in the air and you can feel the changing seasons. I wonder what is ahead during one of my favorite times of the year. I look forward to sweatshirts and sweaters and flannel. It makes me think of those times when I spent the days with someone, it was special and the memory stays with me. It’s moments like this I enjoy because I’m thinking of pleasant memories, letting my mind just coast through the day. It’s moments like this that I don’t dwell in politics. Even though I just say the word, my anxiety rises a little bit. If I turn on the news, I’ll be in a full moment of overwhelming grief.

I feel like our country is being held hostage by one person’s selfish exploits. He and his regimen of nationalists just makes me kind of sick. It bothers me a great deal because I cannot see or feel a solution in the near future. I don’t wish tragedy upon anyone but in this circumstance I wouldn’t shed a tear. My goal is only the office change and the current resident be charged with all of his potential atrocities. I don’t consider myself to be a good purveyor of political expertise but I do have feelings, and lately they have been held up to a wall upon which I am seemingly trapped. I feel it in other people’s reactions and behavior, and I wonder about those that don’t think about politics at all. Even though I admire them, I personally have to stay in touch with the reality of our times. I don’t condone it, and yet to add, I don’t understand it.

So tonight is a little brainstorming on the issues of the day. I’m about ready to retire for the night, but having put this together I hope I can go back some day and glance at what I wrote during this day of coasting in idle.