I did not expect this to be such a busy day. But it’s good. Sometimes it doesn’t take a mountain summit to make me feel accomplished. Imagine, today I didn’t only clean (more thoroughly than usual) but I actually dusted as well!
That said, I’m not claiming to have done a really superb job – just enough that you can’t write your name on the surface of the dresser with your finger. Good enough.
And then there were two trip reports to write and shopping to do and dogs to be walked and laundry to be done. Hell, my list is almost done.
The weather is turning. I have some trepidation about the coming winter. But there are still mountains to be hiked. We’ve had a wood fire the last couple of days.
The season is turning.
I’m feeling the passage of time – changes.
Melancholy – but not in a bad way.
Where do I want my life to lead me now? That is the question. Have I steered my own ship? Have I simply gone with the tide and the current?
You would think that I would have all the time in the world to ponder thoughts like this. And yet I don’t. I have to carve out the spaces for my thoughts.