Here we are Monday, not even Sunday, supposed to be a fun day?
Days go by like seconds
Months go by like minutes
The year is going by like a days
What does it all mean? Feeling upside down, not centered, direction unclear. I wish Mom where here so I could talk to her. She had the greatest insight and understanding and could ease just about anything that ailed a person, make one feel grounded, safe, secure. I fumble through some days now, never doing or saying the right things it seems.... in life. Work is okay, I seem to be okay at work, but at home...... sigh. Guess that is when one has time to think, to ponder about life, to ponder what one is or isn't doing in one's life. I suppose that's the greatest mystery of life. Never knowing. Hmmmmmm
