The Other Side of the Coin

I have always wondered about the roots of the expression “Blue Monday,” as this generally means a day of the week you are dreading. Monday after all is the end of the traditional weekend for the working and student classes, and we are programmed to think the work of the week is to be dreaded. Equally the “Blues” idiom of music usually references stories of broken hearts told through repetitive steps of progressive chords in 4/4 time…and from this comes having the “blues,” which is a reflective time of sadness. Of course “black and blue” is a measure of severe contusions (bruising) that are markings from traumatic blunt force.

Conversely, I find it interesting that boys are supposed to be adorned in blue from birth. Soon after learning to walk, one of the early st0ries told was about a horn played by little boy blue. I have always liked blue and it’s variations….on most days, the sky is blue and on these days, large bodies of water appear blue.

So today I wrap myself in my version of the Blues and know that I am going….Going, going to let my bygones be gone and to land on the other side, preparing my wings for flight…and know that I am not alone.

Happy Thursday