April Awakening: Year Three

30 more days to reinvigorate the spirit.

Well we’re back. I’ve been away, but have always been here, really. It’s just that a lot of stuff has come up that I needed to pay attention to. But don’t worry, April is right around the corner, and this time, maybe brighter days really are ahead.

I’m going to keep it simple with this month’s challenge. No pot for thirty days, and see the sun at least ten minutes a day. I’ve fully committed to embracing my pothead persona without needing to talk about it all the time. Instead I’m approaching it with no apologies, especially to myself, and moving forward with the knowledge of how beneficial it is taking time off of your vices. It’ll be hard, as I’ve gotten so okay with puffing a day, but I’ll just have to live in a state of clear-eyed totality.

As far as going outside, New York is probably as scary as you could get right now. Even a walk down three avenues becomes an adventure I must stay ever-vigilant on. It’s horrible out there, but I choose to live with it. I feel like the more I navigate the heightened state of trauma, the easier it will be to identify the cracks in which we can rebuild our new foundation on. This city is in so much trouble, and I can only save it by utilizing it. So outside I will go, whether that means just standing on the street or a walk through Central Park. I just hope the sun is willing to come out and play. There’s been far too many overcast days around here lately.

So that’s it. I don’t want to get preachy or anything in these entries. I just want to let you know what’s going on. At this moment in time, these challenges are the only thing getting me writing these days. So until conditions change, this is how things are going to shake out. My own online gonzo journalism that isn’t reporting on anything. Just how I feel. I’ll be here if you’re interested.

See you on Monday.