I woke this morning feeling heavy, mind and body. I wasn't hung over, grumpy or feeling negative, just a little slower than usual. (Oh God, I'm getting old.) In an attempt to nudge myself into a lighter space I journeyed into town and hooked up with Dee-Zee (old friend and confidant). Two hours later, no weight.
What is it about a friend (who I don't see often) which gives you the perspective to bring order to what seems scrambled? [Pause] Actually, I'm not sure it's a topic in need of analysing.
There are times where you use time to DO things. Other times you use time to EXPERIENCE things. Today's coffee was a rare and powerful experience and my life is a little better because of it.
My advise. Call a friend and ask them how they are. It's good for the soul. |