More work done!
Jul. 8th, 2018 09:33 pmFriday a week ago I had bought new plants for the balcony (they never survive long. I'm not good with plants), and today I have finally got around to planting them. Balcony looks nice again. I hope they survive.
Saturday after getting back from the boulder hall, I met with R___. We bicycled to the nature preserve with the wild horses, and walked around half the area, but the horses stayed hidden. Too hot, probably. Still, it was nice. There were still some very large puddles from Thursday's rain, but the strong sun kept the biting midges away.
And now it's Sunday evening already.
I feel that my life is going in circles, weekly, and yearly, and while that sounds nice and harmonic and it not actually bad (things happen, work gets done, I keep a hair's breadth ahead of entropy), I am not sure that it's good. I feel precariously balanced, as if I was sitting in an apple tree on top of a crumpling cliff. There are apples, but still...
I feel that something should happen, and that it should be good, and I don't know what, or how to make it so.
Saturday after getting back from the boulder hall, I met with R___. We bicycled to the nature preserve with the wild horses, and walked around half the area, but the horses stayed hidden. Too hot, probably. Still, it was nice. There were still some very large puddles from Thursday's rain, but the strong sun kept the biting midges away.
And now it's Sunday evening already.
I feel that my life is going in circles, weekly, and yearly, and while that sounds nice and harmonic and it not actually bad (things happen, work gets done, I keep a hair's breadth ahead of entropy), I am not sure that it's good. I feel precariously balanced, as if I was sitting in an apple tree on top of a crumpling cliff. There are apples, but still...
I feel that something should happen, and that it should be good, and I don't know what, or how to make it so.