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Ever feel like the times are out of joint? Now, I'm not talking about world events, or pandemics, or the rise of corporations, or global warming or anything of actual importance. I'm talking more about those times in life where you're suddenly unsure and everything seems strange, times when ordinary items that you've seen and used every day for years suddenly seem foreign and out of place. It's like you've never seen them before. And you have no idea what to do or how to proceed.
The death of a loved one or other traumas can of course provoke this sense of dislocation. And some people claim this is their daily state, but that is a dubious claim since the by definition I'm talking about episodes that are different from everyday life.
Today I came across this Queen Ann 's lace that was an unusual color. I've seen them before around here, a local mutation that propagates itself. Seeing it today reminded me of one of those strange out-of-joint times from a number of years ago. I was in such a strange state of mind that seeing a pink tinged version of an ordinary white flower struck me on that day as momentous, an omen, a portent,a harbinger of doom.
Today I just thought, "oh look, there's another one of those mutants."
That's the thing about those times: they pass. You adapt. Life goes on.
