I must do this.

Posted by mofembot Mon, 04 Jan 2010 19:27:00 GMT

Day Four of the New Year, and look-see at me, I’m posting another entry on my blog. This is a new record for most consecutive blog postings.

To blog, or not to blog. Do I have anything to say? Do I have too much to say that’s simply all pent up and jumbled up? At one point earlier today, I thought about writing something about the beggars in Aix, and how I usually give the ones I encounter 50 euro cent-pieces, and how I studiously try to avoid any contact when I have no change on me at all. I think about how hard it must be to beg, to be outside with a sign and a cup and (for some) having to endlessly repeat some variant of the French equivalent of “do you have any spare change?” And how many people (like me when change-free) don’t even look, or give without even the slightest bit of human interaction.

I also saw an elderly lady, functionally blind. (I think she had some sight left, even though she used a white cane.) This brought to mind the happy thought of how perhaps the only voices she hears, the only social contact she may have are the daily exchanges at the market or bakery. And she is only the tip of the veritable iceberg of the widowed whose days are… what? Alone? Lonely? Boring? I have no idea, but I find I am still adept at projecting how I think they “should” feel in circumstances that my imagination insists on painting in the most tragic hues possible.

At this point in the evening, neither beggars nor aged loneliness is achieving much traction with the Blogging Muse.

On an entirely different note, I see that Oldest’s flight has landed in San Diego. I am looking forward to hearing from her about her trip to Brazil. Hopefully she was well enough to enjoy it. Middle daughter’s flight is due to land at JFK in about 10 minutes. It was nice having her home for Christmas. She is a formidable Scrabble (and other word games) player. And I am glad that I have a full day here tomorrow in Aix to get ready for my ~10-day stint in Germany.

Fine, this piece gets no prizes, but at least it is a posting. Of sorts.

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