The tent is finished and prepared to come down. As I write my mornings entry from my extended stay hotel I feel and see a storm on the horizon. I have a very hollow feeling today. I think that I am missing home. I have been on the road now for over two months and it is starting to wear on me a bit. I'm also missing someone very special to me as well. Talk about the Monday blahs. I'm just not feeling it today. Ah, all thing must pass, all things I can overcome.
Where was that thought that freed me yesterday? Why did it not stay? Why do the doors of freedom seemed to have closed on me? How much it take to keep elevated and moving in the right direction. How do I keep from holding my breath, from worry?
My evening post will arrive upon completion of the days work. I feel as if it will take a long time to accomplish things today.
All things must pass. All things must pass. All things must pass.
OM OM OM
1 comment:
Its called exhaustion. It will pass with the right amount of rest and exercise. I know. I am a medical doctor with a mansion and a yacht.
..... do it for Bingo!!!!!!!!!
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