Thurs. Dec. 30, 2021: Wanting Peace, Feeling Despair

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Thursday, December 30, 2021

Waning Moon

Uranus and Venus Retrograde

Rainy and cold

I didn’t go for the car inspection yesterday, which means it has to happen today. I’m worried that the car won’t pass, and then what?

Yesterday, I finished the one act version of “Dawn & Dorothy in the Afterlife”, gave it a polish, and sent it off. It feels good to have all three plays out by deadline. I do want to expand “Dawn & Dorothy” into a full-length, maybe next year, if I can fit it into the schedule. It took some interesting turns.

Wrote up script coverage; read two more scripts that I will write up today.

The first shipment of books for the contest I’m judging arrived. They look good, and I look forward to diving into them next week. Worked on the books for review. So much for time off, right?

But if the car needs a repair, I have to dig down and take on as much work as needed to earn that money. I’m so tired of something going kerplooey every time I get a little bit ahead. I need a little breathing room. I need a little rest.

I have another script to read today, and I hope to write it up tonight, so that I can take the whole weekend off.

I want to look forward to 2022, but honestly, at this point, I’m just wondering what fresh hell it will bring. At the same time, I don’t want to be negative, but every time I have a little bit of hope, it’s destroyed.

The poor response to the pandemic doesn’t help, either. Once again, profit is put ahead of people. Where are the monthly stimulus payments that were promised, throughout the pandemic? The testing hasn’t been figured out, almost three years in? The CDC keeps rolling BACK precautions as numbers rise? The exact opposite of what these candidates promised. The Democrats are failing, yet again. Yay, economy booming – but at too high a cost of human life. And all the security nets we were promised to get us through the pandemic have been pulled away, because of fucking CEOs who don’t give a damn about people, only profit.

In NYC today, two subway lines are suspended because of staff shortages due to COVID. All because the Republicans are allowed to do whatever they want, whether or not they have a majority. And they don’t give a damn how many die, as long as they can line their own pockets.

Anyway, let’s hope my day gets better. There was no meditation group today, and I missed it. But, if I can get everything done today, maybe I can do some deep meditation work this weekend, and greet the New Year in a more positive frame of mind.

I wish you a safe and peaceful New Year, and a joyful start to 2022.

Catch you on the other side, friends.


  1. Wishing you, your Mom, and the kitties a Happy, Healthy, New Year.

    Like you I am looking forward 2022 (seems weird to write that). I’m trying to stay positive as I have the last two years despite all the downer stuff and lives lost.

    • Right back at you!

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