Friday and a tsunami of disappointments wash over me.
Half way through this week I almost felt like I'd done a lot and today I feel it's not enough.
Is it ever enough?
Alone in the lounge with a cat as company and tea in contemplation.
This is an oversimplification of life and perhaps I wanted it to be so unembellished or maybe I just say that to keep myself engaged in the vanilla of it all.
As a creature of habit I'd probably not like too many deviations or unstructured discord or breaking away of schedules just as I resent the hurt in my toe that keeps me from working out today as well and it bothers me to not be able to do something I take for granted.
But doesn't that mean more time, more time to contemplate failures and exhale deep and ponder over things that could've been done but weren't because somewhere I felt the need to take things more leisurely or maybe got deviated from the usual?
Questions in the morning that go unanswered.
Ah well Friday..let's see you out.
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