Today I will not write about God although as the Good Book (almost) says, the keyboard speaks what the heart is full of.
I am in a new-old state of semi-unemployment as my season in Heartburn Hotel is over. But I am slowly learning to live one day at a time. How difficult it is! How afraid of boredom I am! What is so scary about silence and doing nothing at all, letting my own thoughts and state of mind creep up on me?
Pouring my second cup of coffee, I force myself not to take it back with me to the computer but instead venture out on the balcony. In the October chill, I shiver with my cup under a blanket and stare out towards the bay and the fantastic colours surrounding it. If I concentrate, I can hear the birds.
Surprisingly, what comes out of my subconsciousness is not the usual vague anguish but hope, some contentment, even a faint shiver of... joy.
1 comment:
The cloud with the silver lining, eh PP?
You write so amazingly well...
You'll get a new job, PP. I know it. And it's good that you're refusing to give in to boredom. I wish I could.
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