It's almost time to go back to work and I desperately need to start reassembling my reality. These past weeks I have allowed myself to forget that my reality is a job, responsibility and paying the bills. For me, time off can be dangerous: I begin to think that things can be different. Monday morning comes, and I have to accept that things are not different.
I've not made any resolutions, only wishes. I wish it were easier. Easier to be good; to give my time freely; to put my dreams first; to not so thoroughly enjoy the material world; to have the courage to make a difference in some way, and to take the time to pursue what I love doing instead of getting up and going to work everyday because it means a pay cheque.
I found the best cushion in a little shop in Scotland. It caught my eye more than once, so I bought it. It says: "Snowmen fall from heaven unassembled". Well, it's not only snowmen is it? I think that's why I took it home with me – kindred spirits, me and that little snowman. Ha ha ha.
Happy New Year.
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