Slacker
I was just checking a friend's blog for like the 14th time and wondering grumpily WHY she hasn't posted since Thursday the 10th...when suddenly I realized that I hadn't, either. Oops. My bad.
Mostly, sadly, out of not having much to say. But still, not being sure if I'll have internet access on my vaca, I should just check in.
Yesterday was my mom's b-day, and having taken the day off, we drove over to her house to spend the day with her. I remember feeling so odd on the ride over...sort of anxious, fractured, and scattered feeling. I was tense over being late, and trying to pay attention to the road while all three children vied for my attention and in the back of my brain I was going over the list of things to do before vacation versus the amount of time to do said things in. I could feel the jittering of each tiny fragment of my attention agitating to rejoin its siblings, merge together, and become whole again. It wasn't a pleasant sensation.
Then, I had this weird thought: what if we're all part of a whole? And we've become so splintered and fractured...could this be why there is so much tension in the world? So much jittering and agitation? Perhaps all of us individual pieces are jockeying into position to become whole again. I know, far-fetched and sort of out there, but this is the way my brain works. (Especially brain with tension.)
Mostly, sadly, out of not having much to say. But still, not being sure if I'll have internet access on my vaca, I should just check in.
Yesterday was my mom's b-day, and having taken the day off, we drove over to her house to spend the day with her. I remember feeling so odd on the ride over...sort of anxious, fractured, and scattered feeling. I was tense over being late, and trying to pay attention to the road while all three children vied for my attention and in the back of my brain I was going over the list of things to do before vacation versus the amount of time to do said things in. I could feel the jittering of each tiny fragment of my attention agitating to rejoin its siblings, merge together, and become whole again. It wasn't a pleasant sensation.
Then, I had this weird thought: what if we're all part of a whole? And we've become so splintered and fractured...could this be why there is so much tension in the world? So much jittering and agitation? Perhaps all of us individual pieces are jockeying into position to become whole again. I know, far-fetched and sort of out there, but this is the way my brain works. (Especially brain with tension.)