So much has gone by today. I must say something or I am in danger of leaving myself behind altogether.
I woke this morning with – stuff – going through my head.
I realised later that it would have been –
Cut to the chase.
One thing I need to learn to do – listen to myself.
I’m saying it all, but not hearing, sometimes.
I’m much better at listening to myself than I used to be – but – it may have been helpful (to myself) to have written down immediately what was in my mind first thing this morning – and that kept on running through it – there was something else I was doing – a routine-thing – I didn’t want to lose that routine – a self-help thing – but I need to be more flexible than that.
There it all was – in my mind this morning, and I should have (I’ve been trying to avoid saying that – lose those imperatives) but – it would have been a good thing (lose the moral code) – a helpful thing if I’d written that this morning, and picked up the routine-thing later on.
Oh no – I don’t have to be as this rush in the wind, do I?
Bending here, or there.
But I need a flexibility that is my own, and nothing to do with that rush’s demands.
I’m in March.
I missed what I could have said this morning – and there was a concurrent thought – ‘blog, blog, blog’ – in my mind with it – it was for the blog – I’ve lost that –
But I write this instead.
One door closes and another opens.
One opportunity missed and another comes along.
Skipping around that net, you see – those nodal points – those points that are hardly points at all – posts of contact in one way or another, even if vacant when passed through at a certain time – there to be passed through again, or something similar – or dissimilar.
Nothing missed, after all.
Something else found.