Is there a blogger rule that says one can only blog once in a day? No? I didn't think so either. And here I am feeling this tired urge to write. A little corner of my soul is prodding me to. My fingers have taken a life of its own, and my body is resigned to acceptance. Melancholy, I think is beginning to settle inside me.
Maybe it is the cool damp rain soaked air that invokes a feeling of being unsettled. Perhaps I am tired. Whatever it is, it has certainly succeeded in infusing my entire being in a vaporish' flight of wonderings.
I need perhaps a moment to quiet my mind...settle my thoughts. It has been a mixture of giddy joy and bewilderment the past days ..true. Somehow in the middle of all that I have lost a tiny sense of me.
Ah' a warm bath...then a bit of listening to the rustle of bubbling brooks...then sleep...
They are the medicine I need.