Motus Mentis

Longtime readers will have noticed the lack of substantial content here recently – just little odds and ends, mostly.

It’s mostly the Groundhog-Day monotony of this new life: the days, and the news they bring, never vary much. There is very little vitality or energy in the air, or on the air — just the great battle of our era grinding on, Red vs. Blue, with this damned virus merely the latest battleground, and all clarity lost in the fog of war. I have no idea how this will end — what will be restored, what will be changed or lost forever, or what the balance of forces will be, when the smoke clears. Nor does anyone else. Any attempt I might make at analysis or prediction, beyond what I think should be clear to any intelligent, observant, and historically literate adult (and therefore not really worth writing about), seems pointless.

I’ve had personal projects — music, study — to work on. I take long walks around Wellfleet, and on the hilly trails in the woods. I cook. Etc. None of it makes for very interesting blog-fodder. It’s increasingly hard to find things to say that I haven’t already said, or to find new ways to say the things I have said.

This ennui will pass; it always does. Do forgive me.