Work in Progress

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People, like countries, like fine art, like inventions, are always a work in progress.

Even when we think we’ve got it all figured out, the world, in its ever-spinning practical joke, turns up something new for us, changes the weather, and we have to adapt.

It doesn’t matter how comfortable we were before, or how convincing the speech was before, or how well the pieces fit in before, once the wind shifts, a new paradigm is in order – new attire, new strategy – lest we languish in discomfort and resentment, left out in the cold staring at the fog.