It’s pouring outside.
I suspect that it is going to be a huge mail day….lots of mail…tons of packages.
Heavy mail and heavy rain are a bad combination.
I expect the worst.
I was thinking about tarps when I woke up early to the sound of pounding water on our metal roof.
I was thinking about all the trips I took with kids while I was working at camps….and all the nights we spent sleeping under tarps.
Whether it was wet or dry weather, we slept under tarps.
I woke up….and started thinking about how thankful I was that we had a good tarp back then to protect us when it was raining hard.
Then I started wondering about all the times it didn’t rain on those trips.
What did the sky look like on the nights that it didn’t rain?
What did I miss?
Those tarps…..a protection….and a barrier.
I guess that there’s lots of stuff that’s like that….protective barriers.
You can’t be selective about when the walls go up….or when you have a tarp overhead.
You need walls and a roof for when the weather turns bad.
Having them when the weather is beautiful is just an occupational hazard.
You need protection….even when it’s not necessary.
I wish I could pay for insurance only when I need it.
That would be a lot cheaper than paying all the time when things are rolling smoothly.
Back to this tarp thought, though.
I wonder how many stars I missed because I thought that I better get ready for something like a deluge….”just in case”?
How many times, to jump track a little….just a little….didn’t I open up to someone because I was afraid of possibilities that never left my head?
What stars did I miss because I was afraid of the rain that never came?
I am a self-styled and somewhat ineffectual “catcher in the rye”.
I head off disaster by limiting experience.
That’s a shabby thing to realize about yourself….that you “head off disaster by limiting experience“.
I better do something about that….like everything in this modern age….quick.
Getting wet every now and then isn’t going to kill me.