The
Labor of Sisyphus
How
easily we’re blinded by the moment,
especially
in today’s consumer climate
when
whatever we want is at our disposal,
if
we have the means to obtain it; and many
of
us do have the means to live the good life
of our
dreams, migrating to warmer climes
for
the winter months while the less fortunate
stay
home and shovel snow. But after a few
years
of winter migration, life gets boring;
and
the search begins to find new things
to
give our life more meaning, and the good
life
repeats itself from year to year, month
to month,
week to week, day to day, moment
to desperate
moment, very much like
the
labor of Sisyphus.
Composed
in Georgian Bay, Ontario
Tuesday,
April 16, 2024
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