My pointers for the day.
1) I think just this once, I might like to have a vague idea. Which way does the wind blow?
Winter is being sneaky and gentle at the same time.. sneaky with rearing its head every odd day, gently though, a slow reminder in the progressing month. We know and expect now for the sun to develop a sudden shyness to the beings of this planet at this time of the year. So there will be this sudden need to put in the extra effort to make everything cheery and warm and keep hard, frustrating thoughts, listlessness and hopelessness at bay. How long? one can only wonder... till we give in.
2) I might be giving in now.
3) Yesterday I arranged for the standing fan to look the other way while we slept. Yes I had the fan on in winter. Why? The suburbs get too quiet and stagnant and under my skin and so sleep is a fickle thing. I miss sleeping in humid rooms with a ceiling fan to stare at. Somehow I've always slept like a baby if there's a ceiling fan around. So this was my attempt to create some movement in the room. True, it is completely psychological and I did sleep well.
Even now, not a sound. What is everyone doing? It's a warm-ish Sunday at 10deg C and there's no one out, no children bundled up, screaming off to play just before lunch. NO ONE walking around to get someplace else. Everything is quiet and proper as always.
4) The tree outside my window was a bursting yellow, like her smile couldn't stay in her chest and burst into her face. It is now emaciated with twigs for hands and feet, crisscrossing over each other like a petulant child. She won't listen to my woes today.
5) I must get out of this rut in my head.
Winter is being sneaky and gentle at the same time.. sneaky with rearing its head every odd day, gently though, a slow reminder in the progressing month. We know and expect now for the sun to develop a sudden shyness to the beings of this planet at this time of the year. So there will be this sudden need to put in the extra effort to make everything cheery and warm and keep hard, frustrating thoughts, listlessness and hopelessness at bay. How long? one can only wonder... till we give in.
2) I might be giving in now.
3) Yesterday I arranged for the standing fan to look the other way while we slept. Yes I had the fan on in winter. Why? The suburbs get too quiet and stagnant and under my skin and so sleep is a fickle thing. I miss sleeping in humid rooms with a ceiling fan to stare at. Somehow I've always slept like a baby if there's a ceiling fan around. So this was my attempt to create some movement in the room. True, it is completely psychological and I did sleep well.
Even now, not a sound. What is everyone doing? It's a warm-ish Sunday at 10deg C and there's no one out, no children bundled up, screaming off to play just before lunch. NO ONE walking around to get someplace else. Everything is quiet and proper as always.
4) The tree outside my window was a bursting yellow, like her smile couldn't stay in her chest and burst into her face. It is now emaciated with twigs for hands and feet, crisscrossing over each other like a petulant child. She won't listen to my woes today.
5) I must get out of this rut in my head.
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12:39 PM
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