The Weight of Things

There are days when I let the weight of things get to me. I woke up on Tuesday thinking about the phrase “the weight of things” and have been contemplating it through the course of the last two days. When I say “the weight of things” I mean, I think, the value and importance that we assign to all the various objects, incidents, and accidents that move through our lives. Each thing has its own weight, it’s own true weight, and then we add to (or subtract from) that weight by our own choices and value judgments. During the month of August I want to spend some time focusing on the weight of things, focusing on the choices I make in regards to the weight of things, and maybe shift some of that weight around.