Sometimes the winds blows our ships Towards each other Side by side sail our ships Then the currents drift us apart
That’s how it goes You see the other ship drift Towards a far horizon and think: When does the current shift?
Everything is full of surprises Sometimes you understand Sometimes you don’t You can hope try walk forget or just stand
You can hope try walk forget or just stand Or let go, see what comes at hand You can hope try walk forget or just stand Or let go, see what comes at hand
Sometimes the winds blows our ships Towards each other Side by side sail our ships Then the currents drift us apart
That’s how it goes You see the other ship drift Towards a far horizon and think: When does the current shift?
Everything is full of surprises Sometimes you understand Sometimes you don’t You can hope try walk forget or just stand
You can hope try walk forget or just stand Or let go, see what comes at hand You can hope try walk forget or just stand Or let go, see what comes at hand
It’s been one week already. One week that we are back from the Vineyard and all the fun that comes with that.
I posted a few gray impressions of the Vineyard winter here in my second to the last post which you can find here ifyou should be interested and now it’s on to the writing.
As usual, we left for our vineyard ‘work-ation’ on our Friday afternoon after we were all done with school, packing our bags, stuffed animals, snacks and blankets for the car and trailer later on. The drive over the pass was marvelous and super quiet with me choosing to rather go over White Pass than my usual, I call it Summer route, which is rather chaotic and such during our PNW winter months. Too many people are too unsure how to drive in the snow, rain, up and down passes, and rather try to race…
For today I have been left with a day full of my blah. The mean reds, in the words of our wonderful Audrey Hepburn in “Breakfast at Tiffany’s“, worse than the blues some people have, for me at least, and I hate when I am there, in that feeling and cannot get out of it. Or so it seems.
I cannot seem to focus on anything, thank god for two hours of work I did already although planned were at least four, and the gym I put effort into going right this morning once the boys were on the bus on their way to school. There it already started and I thought ‘oh boy, I shouldn’t do this but, I am on the way already so I might as well go’ and go I did… one hour of a nice little cardio session to exhaust the body, mind and…
So, this is me. Unkempt, not really awake (but trying my best to look it), coffee brewed and in front of me and to be totally honest, already on the phone, checking emails, scrolling through my IG, quick glance to FB, resisting the urge to TikTok right away or I start a rabbit hole downward spiral I wont come out for a few hours and today’s goal was, in all honesty, to be on the road already on our way to fun hikes and exploring the world.
But reality is looking more disheveled, boys are still sleeping, and I am deciding to start writing.
Was this a good idea? I am not quite sure yet. Will wee see what comes out of my slightly crazy, whack brain at this time of day? Damn right we will.
New Decade, new possibilities, more anxiety, more weird and random outbursts of laughter…
Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 