Today was one of those days when I spent a lot of time thinking. Contemplating …stuff. Life in general, family, friends, health, writing, lists of things I need to do. There’s no particular reason. It’s just something that I go through periodically.One moment I feel incredibly grateful; the next, I’m greedy for more. More time, more inspiration, more energy. I want to know more. I want to do more. When I was younger, my dad used to call it my melancholy time. He knew what I was going through because he used to experience the same thing, except that his was punctuated by long periods of silence and brooding. Surprisingly, the poetry he wrote afterwards was often light and thoughtful rather than sad. I…
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