It’s wednesday, the middle of the week. This week it feels like it could be friday already in terms of the meters of steps taken and strides and tides and rolling blackout brain (personally).
I think you know what I mean, we all have those weeks where the challenges mount and seem insurmountable.
Life, what is it? we are born, we live and poof we die.
I sure do hope that it might make sense in the ether up there one day because down here in the hum drum mill it is a fascinating concept to contemplate meaning.
Emotion is a given to human “ness” and yet to some it is almost a negligible blip on the radar. The spectrum as such of emotion is large. Some humans have it in chunks (like me) and some have just the babiest dose of it. And yet it seems to inch it’s way into the puzzle that is life and sometimes do more harm than good.
For someone (like me) who wears their veritable heart on their sleeve this life can be intensely hard. Overwhelming. Can lead to a sense of drowning.
It also is one of those things that you can’t really control the button on (like volume which you can control). It just bears it’s own innate pulse onto one. The highs and lows rumble tumble and exhaust. Each day churning up some new emotions and some old. Each day like crashing sets of waves pummel.
For some the line is still, static, blip “less”.
Figuring each other out in this life is a conundrum.
chip on shoulder with a grip
emotion, sea ocean, full
ongoing tides that one can’t always ride
spirals and pulses
round and linear
grip and go, wing and toe
longing for a still breeze, a flat dam, a peace, a knowing and less churning/burning
but without emotion where would we be?
The highs the lows the heels the toes.:)