18. hope

i know i've shot my prayer flags before. but today i needed to do it again for a couple of reasons:

1. my camera came back. it is like new almost and i am inestimably happy to have it back. no more typing everything out by iphone!

2. i am an ever hopeful personality - it is inherent in me. but perhaps today i needed it more than usual. an infusion of my good wishes to the world and the world's back to me. and it was windy, so these wishes and prayers were spreading.

3. the subject of this post.

texas was founded as a place of hope (as was the united states really). a refuge from other ways of living and being that people of the time did not agree with. a place more remote, further out, less controlled.

and so it isn't this way anymore, no - just see my entry on saturday for proof. we are a state of big cities, and yes, little towns too, but the big cities remain. there is nothing remote and we are, perhaps ironically, insanely connected.

but the point here is the hope. sure, texas is full of people that might suppress this or alter it in a negative way, but it is also full of good people doing the opposite - like anywhere. what's important is that hope was an intrinsic value of what the state was established on - the battle of the alamo was one of hope, that things would change despite invincible odds against those enacting that change. blind hope. reckless, even.

it can be misguided (and has been, by many) but it is a worthwhile trait nonetheless. here's to hoping. i've got a lot to hope on today, for some reason. funny how it seems to pile up that way.

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perfect: 18. 8:18 - that bizarre time that i always seem to glance at the clock, morning or evening. that one that matches my birthday. but that's another story.

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thanks for all the comments. i wish i could say january is slowing up for us at work, but it isn't. i'll drop in when i can.