every day is different
… and sometimes I feel grateful for that. Mostly I feel grateful for it when I’m having a bad day and I remember that it’ll change soon, perhaps within the next half hour. Maybe some singing will help. Or dancing around the room. Or a call from a friend. Or the sun breaking through the clouds. Or a couple of cats running by, playing a mysterious game of their own devising. Or nothing. Nothing to cause it; it just changes. Everything changes. And once in a while I am thankful.
- Estyn
April 22nd, 2010 at 12:34 pm
Thanks for that. It made my day.
April 24th, 2010 at 7:07 am
Tried to clean a dresser drawer this morning. Found my exercise tights, shorts, t-shirts. Put a set on. I’d forgotten how much it makes me want to go out and WALK…even though it’s drizzling and grey.
April 25th, 2010 at 9:30 am
A deep truth, that.
My day has changed today a hundred times. This exact moment – not too bad! Soon I will be euphoric and then sad and then listless. Also hungry.
K