again to start another day

I woke this morning, very early - but not so unusual for me.

I went to the Starbucks, as I wrote about it in my last journal.

For some reason I didn't get 'on edge' this morning, though my usual habit,

about things I was supposed to be or things I was supposed to be doing..

I went for the hot drink - enjoyed the surroundings for a little while -

and then came home and snuggled in my bed with Blue close by. TV news on.

The morning was comfortable and so much so, cozy. It was subjective.

The greater world out there seemed vast and impenetrable.
What was I going to do with my life? What about my time here today?

No plan - just in the moment comfort - no strength to sustain an identity...

My sense of my future seemed irrelevant to the right here and now,

I was caught in the moment and anything outside of that was unforecastable.

I couldn't picture the outcome but the fear is there..

And yet then I thought again of one of my old wisdoms. 

'Life is about taking care of life. Life is about keeping life going.'

And so I got up and put on some music and put a load of laundry on -

did the dishes - and the day has begun. I'll make the bed

and left lingering are the thoughts or wonders if I am doing things right -

but I think that's part of the lesson for me here - just get into the flow of my life....

Take good care of things you need to take care of and keep on keeping on.