I just read something Loudon Wainwright III wrote. It was for the NPR series, This I Believe. Wainwright's comments so closely echo my thoughts, at least some of them do. Of course, I never have to worry about becoming his twin when it comes to playing guitar, but his comments about giving a silent "thanks" when something goes well (even though he is not quite sure what or who he is thanking) reminds me of my own behavior. Me, the avowed atheist, saying thanks without thinking who or what I'm thanking, but knowing it is not a divine being. Maybe it's thanks to myself for finally letting my energy or creativity or...something...come to the fore. Who knows...I don't.
This is the same person who strictly observes certain traditions...eating black eyed peas on New Years Day, rabidly avoiding washing clothes on the same day, etc. What? Me, superstitious? You must be mad! I KNOW it's absurd to observe those ill-informed traditions. But, you know, it's TRADITION! Or, maybe, it's a nod to the memory of my past or a nod to the honor of that past.
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