“I feel the feeling I forgot… I feel free.”

– Phish, Free


“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”

– Kris Kristofferson, Me and Bobby McGee


Bodybags and TikTok gags.

Funeral streams and drunken memes.

Deadly sick and goofy schtick.

Precarious and hilarious are doing an odd tango. It’s a bizarre (if not bipolar) clash of extremes. But despair seems a bitter alternative.


Laughter is healthy.

It’s the best medicine.

I think I read that somewhere.

And if laughter is medicine, the world is self-medicating.

There’s nothing humorous about death.

But there’s something hopeful about humor.


Life as unusual is increasingly surreal.

Everything seems to unfold in slow motion.

The scaling down of excess is refreshing.

Expectations are at an all-time low.

The “little things” revived into full bloom.


The economy is in the toilet.

But the economy is a fair weather friend.

The “Greed is Good” tablets have long since smashed.

This undying bull will doubtless resurrect.

But it’s bruising pretty badly of late.


The emotional landscape is eerily familiar.

It’s the stuff of rock bottom.

I’ve always had a thing for rock bottoms.

A pathological thing, no doubt.

But a profound one, no less.


Rock bottom is the bittersweet taste of freedom.

Because “when ya ain’t got nothin’ — ya ain’t got nothin’ to lose.”

Bob Dylan said that.

I read it somewhere.


Rock bottoms don’t endure very long.

Nor does the liberation born in their wake.

But they are soul-cleansing while they last.

Because we recall nothing does.


Seasonality harmonizes with this reality.

Freedom is a state of mind.

And the mind is in a state of freedom.

Rock bottom freedom, no doubt.

But freedom, no less.


It’s this freedom that allows us to laugh as we cry.

Live as we die.

Sing as we sigh.


Rock bottom is painful.

That’s what makes it a bottom.

But if there’s one thing I’ve learned from these bittersweet crises, it is this:

Things get better.

They always do.

And as they do, so do you.


Softened, no doubt.

But deepened, no less.


I haven’t read that anywhere.

But I’ve been seeing it everywhere.