Spirits have been low.
A lousy weekend was had
Had not felt “well” for a couple of days.
Woke early today.
Dragggggged my sorry ass out of bed
& went for a walk.
Dropped off some books at one of the cute little lending library spots in my neighbourhood. Picked up a couple, too. :)
Enjoyed the water, the birds, clouds & sky.
Spotted a man with a canoe who looks like he might be looking for a canoeing partner. Have seen him before – paddling solo, or hauling his canoe across the beach.
Have thought “Hmmm. I should ask him if he’d like a canoeing partner on occasion.”
Should have taken the plunge & done that this morning. Dang!
(only because when I’m out in a canoe, I generally feel pretty much as though I’ve died & gone to heaven.)
The walk ended nicely, too.
Just before I got to my place, was walking along smiling & a jogger running by me gave me a lovely friendly smile. (He may have thought I was smiling at him, when in fact I was probably remembering the canoe, or the books, or the just in general lovely walk I’d just had).
It really doesn’t have to take much to get a person out of an occasional VDP (Very Deep Pit; a Winnie-the-Pooh reference) … this person, anyway!
Just a walk.
p.s. full disclosure: I ought to add that when I first started walking this morning, there was some whining & wallowing.
Let’s face it, there is plenty of Weltschmerz & even some Janetschmerz.
Things in the world, are not, shall we say, “perfect.”
(the tiniest of understatements, hmmmm?? :( )
Nor are things in my own wee world exactly as I would choose them to be.
Luckily, the walk resurrects me anyway. :)