|Shibuya Crossing, Tokyo|
Waking up was a bit slow at the top of this week. Moving my legs to walk felt more like pushing tree stumps. Twenty minutes and a cappuccino later and my world swirled into a maelstrom of things I ought to do, want to do, and could do along with a few neon flashing deadlines.
|Back streets of Shibuya, Tokyo|
Even this blog fell victim to the fray. I'd sit down to write a few words, then stop while a trainload of useless imperatives chugged through my brain. I'd regain my focus enough to produce a few more words, or even a complete sentence only to be interrupted by an 18-wheeler hauling a load of mixed aggregate - choices, essentials, wishes and due dates, decisions and realities.
Forward motion mired in cement.
Though this all may sound terribly depressing, I assure it is not; frustrating yes.
But life's like that - some days are just exasperating from start to finish.
So be it.
Tomorrow is another day.
©2016 April Hoeller