Sunday, June 9, 2013
Really, I'm Fine
The older I get, the more I understand the importance of living in the moment. But my unnoticed expectations are still my undoing day after day after day, no matter how well I think I've learned my lesson. I am well, I am sheltered, I am warm and too well fed. But my mind goes straight to the thing I do not have, whatever that thing is at the moment. I am missing the presence of a friend, a letter, a different job, a different meal, a different something, and suddenly I am discontent. And still after all these years, before I know it, I've thought or voiced or acted on the complaint that would never have entered my mind if only I could have stayed in the moment, where everything was fine.