The wind has been beautifully fierce today, and luckily it isn’t freezing cold…a perfect day to be outside…preferably by the river, and then eventually ON the river via ferry. However, the river is nowhere near me (which could perhaps explain the strange homesickness I feel?) and not only am I dealing with major PMS, but also an ugly bout of sinusitis, which means no going outside nor doing much of anything fun or worthwhile inside today…I think I may end this somewhat useless day by curling up on the couch and listening to the wind continue to shriek at the doors & windows before changing into my most comfy nightgown and slipping into bed.
Days like this-days that feel wasted– viciously rip at the dreadful over-acknowledgement of my own mortality. Much like empty, bitter arguments- These days are better ended quickly than suffered for very long.
Off to try shaking this somber mood-I’m irritating myself.
Melting ice cream in warm, soft rain…