I’m trying to embrace it.
Not always successfully but always with humour.
Even in the darkest of moments.
As the hound and I walked home from our ramble this morning
a thought flitted briefly through my head.
a thought flitted briefly through my head.
When will life be ‘normal’ again.
Yes ... normal.
definition:
(n) the usual, typical or expected state or condition
(adj) conforming to a standard. Usual, expected or typical.
Filling her shifts till someone new is employed has been expected of us.
The extra cash is nice.
The hours spent in the shop though reduce the hours available for photography and rambles.
It doesn’t sit well with either the hound or I.
Not even this morning.
Each morning it’s the same people he talks to, the same procedure that’s followed.
We couldn’t BE at more opposite ends of the spectrum.
He’s bored out of his skull whilst I struggle to maintain equilibrium.
It did make us laugh.
Synchronisicity in thought despite the marked difference in circumstance.
I don’t have time to over-analyse what’s happened to us.
I don’t have time to ponder on the unfairness or otherwise of life.
At this moment in time.
Step by step, strength is gained and adversity overcome.
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