Yesterday my life felt as though it was hanging on a hair. What could go wrong, did. I couldn’t think straight, I dropped things, walked into doorways.
One of those days when I should have stayed in bed. Mind you, I probably would have fallen out of that. Thank God yesterday is over.
I have the bull by the horns, or so I think. I start by tidying up, do the washing while the drying is good, then read a good book before trying to write a bit. So far so good, the washing is on the line, kettle on, coffee made. I do my best thinking while reading a good book.
Let tomorrow take care of itself. But we don’t. We try to lasso it into place. Make it what we want it to be. It rarely turns out to plan and we can thank the cosmos for that, then fate steps in. The future is already out there, how else could we walk into it? Nowadays I don’t plan ahead too much. I let the cosmos surprise me…