i had a dream last night about going snowshoeing. in another part of the dream, i was putting on boots and just thinking about how lovely it was that they were going to keep my feet warm and dry while i was outside crunching through the snow. and it was a blizzard times ten, but i was loving it so much.
what i don't understand is why i am dreaming about winter when summertime is just about to begin.
sometimes a thing gets more complicated than you ever imagined it getting, and it really doesn't seem like there's a solution. it's not an end-of-the-world situation, or one to really worry about at all because whatever happens happens, and that's fine. but still it's hard to not think about it, and that's obnoxious.
on this rainy tuesday i am going to spend the afternoon at the new coffeeshop drinking tea and reading a good book with a good friend. and i don't think there is anything i would rather do.
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