I Sink, Therefore I Am

My heart sinks. It’s been so long since I could sink a putt or a jump shot or into my studies or even since I had something to really sink my teeth into . . . where was I? oh yes, it’s been so long without sinking that I’m getting that old sinking feeling. You know the one: That feeling that you could sink through the floor, or into despair/depression/oblivion, or without a trace.

As I sink simultaneously into the couch and deep thought (athlete that I am), I wonder whether I should take my sink-or-swim chances. After all, even a small leak will sink a great ship. Without exactly sinking to a rat’s level, is it yet time to abandon what might well be a sinking ship?

Fussing about the inevitability of things is a well-known time sink.  I guess I’ll just have to accept the world as it is: Some things sink into others; some don’t.

Let that sink in for a while.

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8 Responses to I Sink, Therefore I Am

  1. barbara carlson says:

    Apropos, just as the inquiry into the sink hole on Rideau Street years ago begins.

  2. I am mesmerized by the water drops holding their shape on some kind of mesh, which in itself is a puzzle. How is that possible? The surface tension on the drops seems to be resisting bumps of metal positioned where gravity is exerting its greatest test.

    • Isabel Gibson says:

      Laurna – That’s a bit of optical illusion with the close-up, I think. It’s a tablecloth which is sold as being water-repellent. And so it seems . . .

  3. Jim Taylor says:

    Even after reading this piece a third time, I’m still not sure whether you’re indulging in some wise observations about the state of the world, or expressing a sense that you yourself are sinking into disillusionment, dispondency, even depression — what John Bunyan called, I think, the :Slough of Despair.
    If the former, good on you, gal.
    If the latter, my advice would be, “Wallow in it!” You will come out of it, and rise up to conquer new dragons and windmills (after all, you live in the capital city of windmills)
    and the Slough will be but a memory.

    Jim T

    • Isabel Gibson says:

      Jim T – Door #3, I guess: Just playing with the language. I had the photos, thought of a way to connect them, and went from there. Any wisdom you saw, you brought with you. 🙂 As maybe is often the case.

  4. Tom Watson says:

    Isabel
    You certainly brought a new dimension to Descarte’s “cogito ergo sum.”
    Rene would be proud of your showing that even though it might seem as “sinking” it’s actually “thinking”…all of which proves that you very much “are!”
    Tom

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