It’s late December. 2016. The night of the Winter Solstice to be specific. The shortest day of 2016. Of course there are 23 hours, 56 minutes, and 4 seconds in our sidereal day as viewed from some distant star – but we measure our day relative to the sun. So, today was the shortest day and therefore the longest night.
It is good that this is the shortest day of 2016. As each day gets a bit longer, we gain ground to moving to 2017. And that’s good.
2016 can go screw itself with sharp objects in unmentionable places while holding uncomfortable positions. But, I’m being nice.
I’m looking forward to moving past this year, among other things, and starting over. New experiences. New people. New places. New memories.
As I started this post I was listening to “Feeling Good” by Muse. It’s a new dawn. It’s a new day. It’s a new life. And it really is. And as each day gets a bit longer I hope to enjoy each new day and new dawn a little more.
To circle this around to Scotch, I haven’t had much Scotch in the last several months. Definitely nothing noteworthy.
What this means is that when I do open my next bottle of peaty smoky heaven, it will be a renewed experience. I get to enjoy a revisit to some of those early experiences while my palate developed. I expect it will be amazing.
How amazing? Pay attention to your breathing. How fast or slow your breaths are and how deep or shallow your breaths are. Take a long deep breath in. Enjoy it. Let it out slowly and completely. Really push it out. Get all the air out. Now hold there. Don’t breath in. Hold it. Hold it. Don’t breath. Don’t. Your body starts to panic – ignore it. Force it to not breath. Clench your fists. Feel the dizziness set in. Don’t breath. Tighten your body against it. Force your way through it… This simulates 2016.
-Now give in. Breath in. New clean air. Fill your deprived lungs. Long slow shallow breaths. Refocus your eyes. Lay your head back. Enjoy the experience. That’s how I imagine Scotch will taste again. Also, this simulates 2017.
What will I have? When I’m ready, I’m going to start with the Balvenie 12yr Doublewood. And a cigar. I’m going to really enjoy that cigar.
It’s a new dawn. It’s a new day. It’s a new life. And I’m feeling good.
I’m now listening to “These are the Days” by Van Morrison. These are the days of the endless summer. These are the days, the time is now. There is no past, there’s only future. There’s only here, there’s only now.
I’m drinking an Obsidian Stout and listening to Van Morrison and I don’t have a Scotch and I don’t have a cigar but I’m okay. I’m getting to be okay. I’m feeling good. I’m feeling better. These are the days. It’s a new dawn.