I spent this morning hiding under the covers on my bed. I was not ready to face the world, I felt disappointed with myself and just didn’t think I had anything to offer the day. I wanted to find a giant jumper, put it on and pull up the hood and keep to myself. I have attempted to read some poetry but real life kept interrupting me and dragging me back to reality.
The weather has changed – autumn is here and with it has come cold winds, rain and grey skies. This is my absolutely favourite time of year. The days that I love to walk for miles on my own and escape. The kids are not at school so I couldn’t do that today. Once I got up and started cooking and interacting with everyone it pulled me out of my mood and I actually has a satisfying day. I had company for dinner and it felt good to provide sustenance for people that appreciate it. It has been a good day.
I have been sideswiped by poetry this week. I have a compulsion to read it and write it. This has been a revelation for me. I knew I loved to read it and occasionally wrote one or two but it has grabbed me with a passion this week. I have been totally consumed with the idea of creating something, creating anything and I have found a lot of pleasure in it.
My mood today I think was helped by the poetry. I suppose everyone finds their own way in whatever manner life leads them.