Silence

May 07, 2006 12:09

Blessed it is for rare it is. I'm sitting here now, listening to nothing more than the rain outside. Watching the crystal clear drops fall and trickle across the window panes... I want to go play in it but I know with the temperature that this is a chilled spring rain, one better watched than lived. The only sound inside is that of my incessant typing on the keyboard. I'm watching the rain, feeling at peace momentarily as the stress and tension of the past few days is gone away, given way to the aforementioned blessed silence.

The kids have gone down for their naps, and I am the only one awake right now. I have to admit, a small part of me is ever relieved at a chance to sit back, breath, and gather my thoughts, however brief.

I have been thinking about the reappearance of someone from my past whom I loved dearly. Ladydragonfly initiated the entire situation. While I thank her for another chance, I also wonder if this is really the best thing for me now. True, the misery I had been living at our parting had been five long years of mental and spiritual anguish, just trying to forget and move forward, but in those five years I know within me I have changed and feel he has as well. We still connected, and still have feelings, but my heart still feels disconnected from feeling a lot of anything for anyone right now. I deffinitly need work there.

Spiritually, I am still learning and experiencing things new every day. I learn new things from old friends and old things from new friends.

Physically, I am beginning to believe more that my foot pains are originating from an arthritic source of some kind. I awoke this morning and as the chill from the air hit my feet, both began aching in the joints around my toes and arches. Luckily, friends have gone out of their way to get me some Aleve and for that I am eternally greatful, otherwise, I would be back in the bed, unmoving.

Mentally, my mind seems a cascade of random thoughts and ideas. I feel like I should write something, or research, or perhaps work on another game, one I could be proud of, yet I still feel a sort of drain in the department of inspiration.

As people are beginning to awaken, I am relieved that I am no longer alone, but also sort of saddened at the end of my thought time... ce la vie... I may get another chance, but at least I got to recharge, if only for a bit.
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