So maybe if you’re apocalypse-minded you’re thinking that next week the world is going to end? It’s just seven days till the winter solstice. December 21, 2012.
Offhand I can’t remember if the world was supposed to end at the sunrise, or the sunset. And then, was that for which timezone?
Of course, there’s a chance the world won’t end at all. Saturday December 22nd might just be another day like every other.
I assume there are lots of big partys planned for next Friday – though if the end comes at sunrise then maybe the parties should be Thursday night?
Actually to be safe, maybe we should plan to party from Thursday evening straight on through till Friday night? Or Saturday morning even.
If the world doesn’t end, I predict a lot of hangovers come Saturday morning, that’s for sure.
I wonder how many people are afraid, versus how many are secretly (or not-so-secretly) looking forward to it.
Personally, I’m in a dark place right now, and I just feel blah about the whole thing. Take it or leave it, you know?
- If it ends, I’ll want to see it, I hope it won’t hurt, and I’ll miss my cats.
- If it doesn’t end, it’ll just be back to the same-old same-old routine, I guess.
Or there’s the third option – that it won’t be the end of the world, just the end of the world as we know it.
That’s kind of the wild-card. Maybe it’ll be a huge social-political-spiritual-economical-geographical upheaval that means we all have to start over from scratch. Or maybe not all – maybe only some. For the others, it might still be the end of the world.
Either way, I predict next Friday will be an Interesting Day™.