Sometimes things don't work out

This is always difficult to accept, but the hard truth is that it happens. The longer one tries unsuccessfully to make a thing work out might determine how frustrated and disappointed she will be when she finally decides to give up. But this is by no means a linear or causal relationship; it doesn't follow that just because a person has been trying hard to negotiate something's functionality or lack thereof for a long time that frustration or disappointment at the time of its dissolution will increase. Sometimes just the opposite happens: when sustained efforts go unmet, those unpleasant emotions can actually seem to be minimized because the person knows she's done everything possible, to no avail.

Things Don't Work Out at every point on the spectrum of experience, and learning how to live with the pain, guilt, and shame of those failures and to move on and keep growing is a virtue that I don't think ever stops developing, nor does it generally come more easily as one ages, though its development may become more recognizable. I suppose that's what they call wisdom.

One recent endeavor of mine that really didn't work out was my tumblr blog, which I mentioned in my last post. Perhaps I'm lazy, but I didn't feel like embedding the html to enable commenting, particularly because the interface can be annoyingly slow at times. So, sadly, I've deleted my tumblr account and resigned myself to keeping my blog for Eileen's class on this platform. This isn't to say that I might not explore a tumblr blog for other things in the future, it just doesn't seem like the best option for this scholastic enterprise. Plus keeping my two blogs in one place is pretty convenient, and if being an American has taught me anything, its that convenience is king.

As for other things which may or may not work out for me, I just have to keep rolling with those punches, keep my nose clean, look on the bright side, and embody many more clichéd metaphors to get through the trauma.