I find my monkey-mind meanderings to be randomly rocked by alarming alliteration. It's inexplicable.
Sometimes it passes, though, and I'm left with a simple pensive energy. Seems like something should be happening, but nothing noticeable is... Is this the idle brain having fun? Or is my idol brain wanting greater purpose?
Quick jig over the hills today to deposit the kids with their mother, leaving me an overnight to myself. I expect I might fill the time with some writing. I'm doing my utmost to not be idle. And to ignore my idol moments as well... if there's purpose, surely it'll find me.
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