Stuck in the Middle with You

By Mike in Life

June 30, 2020

Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you preserve my life. You stretch out your hand against the anger of my foes; with your right hand you save me.

Psalm 138:7

Remember back in January when we thought that 2020 was just going to be a crazy election year?

I mean, it’s still a crazy election year.

But this from my first post in January was a little prophetic:

Things aren’t going to improve until we each, individually, work on being better people.

It’s still true. Perhaps now more than ever.

We have 184 days left in 2020 to work on it.

2021 seems so very far away.

Here we are at the mid-point in the year and I’m just glad that I didn’t make a list of resolutions for the New Year. I also didn’t do my regular More or Less post, but I did list a few areas where I hoped to improve.

No need to recap everything, but the only area where I’ve really been somewhat successful is in writing more.

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At this point, I’ll take anything that I can put into the win column.

I am not naïve enough to believe that things will magically be better when the ball drops on what’s left of Times Square.

We won’t get better overnight.

Just like the virus won’t disappear overnight. In fact, I don’t think the virus will ever completely go away, even with a vaccine.

And I have to tell you that I’m skeptical about the numbers rising because people are going to the beach and not because they’re throwing bricks in the street.

I mean, it’s a respiratory disease, how is the cure spray paint from an aerosol can?

Sorry. I didn’t mean to go there.

Oh, who am I kidding? Of course, I meant to go there. The insanity of the last month needs to stop.

I have little hope that it will.

Just before New Year’s last year, I wrote:

It’s a presidential election year and all I’m going to say about that for now is, if you hate your opponents, or the other candidates, if you call them stupid, or evil, or whatever and you can’t see anything good in them on any level…then your opponents and the other candidates aren’t really the problem.

I still believe that. The problem is that those who need to read it and understand it will think that it’s for the other side.

Narrator: It’s for both sides.

I won’t even begin to speculate on what the rest of this year will look like.

On a personal level, I hope to get back to the theater and to the amusement park.

For what it’s worth, I could work the day job from home until I go to that great retirement plan in the sky.

Between you and me and the other three people that might read this, if my only trip back downtown was to clear out my office, I would not cry.

But I would wear a mask.

Stuck in the Middle with You

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