If the Creek Don't Rise

Jan 21, 2020 16:51

Life is changing and never changing.

I laid in bed earlier and thought back to something that seems so long ago that really happen just a blink ago.

It feels like I’m making my way through life one day at a time. Not rocking the boat. Following the flow, plugging any holes. Keeping life afloat.

What am I missing? Am I treading water through my life? Are we all?

My job is in flux and I’m trying to figure out what’s next. My mom said this could be a sign from the universe that I’m wasting my potential. Would I ever quit if they didn’t find a way to force me out?

Am I just scared of change or am I scared of life? Or is this normal and I’m over analyzing?

When is going with the flow a bad thing? Can we rock the boat to save our own lives?

I’m listening to my humidifier humming while my dogs snore next to me. I’m watching a Hallmark Mysteries movie I’ve seen before. It could be any day in my life. My routine is becoming my rut.

When do you hope for the creek to rise just to liven things up?
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