The skies being overcast?
So right. So very very right.
Seems I’m not the only one with odd thinks and furrowed brow these days.
Everyone’s got nightmares. I look up at the night sky and wonder if there’s some sort of funkmood retrograde in state.
Funny, as the other side of the coin is a bit of spring fever. Or at least a wish for such indulgence.
One part of me wants to dance wildly and giggle, toe through dew drenched grass and eat cold cucumbers with gochuchang.
The other wants to curl up with tea, or scotch, and just sleep… until I’m confident that I’ll actually feel better.
I unfortunately don’t have the luxury for either.
It’s not good to be static, I know.
On perspective though:
1 year ago, I was stressed beyond belief, emotionally drained, and praying daily.
These days? Oh my Dad is doing brilliantly. That, at least is extraordinary comfort and progress. We had a great conversation the other night. He’s trying to get me to marry a peach farmer. It’s very cute.
I had a dream the other night that I was being set up. I saw the face of a man whom I’d never met before. Interesting…that usually doesn’t happen.