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Apr. 1st, 2004 09:52 pm"...for a time I play catch while the children sing;
Then it is my turn.
Playing like this, time slips away.
Passersby point and laugh, asking,
'What is the reason for such foolishness?'
I only bow.
Even if I answered, they would not understand.
Look around! There is nothing else but this."
--Ryokan
Today is better than yesterday, not because anything has changed but because I feel better about it. There are always ways out of everything, this included. And they took good care of me at practice last night, so that helped (Bailey's Irish Creme, yum yum, plus a belated birthday cake). Worrying about stuff won't help anything, really, so I am focussing on the outcome to this situation that I do want.
In the meantime, it continues to rain heavily, and although I haven't been home since this morning, I understand that the river is now about a foot and a half below the road, and roaring. G. told me on the phone just now that he thought it was scary; he and his father had gone down to look at the river earlier. The swollen river is so compelling to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there.
Then it is my turn.
Playing like this, time slips away.
Passersby point and laugh, asking,
'What is the reason for such foolishness?'
I only bow.
Even if I answered, they would not understand.
Look around! There is nothing else but this."
--Ryokan
Today is better than yesterday, not because anything has changed but because I feel better about it. There are always ways out of everything, this included. And they took good care of me at practice last night, so that helped (Bailey's Irish Creme, yum yum, plus a belated birthday cake). Worrying about stuff won't help anything, really, so I am focussing on the outcome to this situation that I do want.
In the meantime, it continues to rain heavily, and although I haven't been home since this morning, I understand that the river is now about a foot and a half below the road, and roaring. G. told me on the phone just now that he thought it was scary; he and his father had gone down to look at the river earlier. The swollen river is so compelling to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there.