I stare out the window, overwhelmed by my to-do lists. Looking out that window, smudged dirty with fingerprints. I drink my tea and add “clean the windows” to my never-ending paper with hand-written tasks.
I long for some fresh air, but instead I am covered in dust. Cleaning out the space that will soon no longer be mine. I look to the future but it is murky, and I feel like a rubber band, pulled to its limits.
I drink my tea and breathe in its aroma, honey mixed with chamomile. It calms me and I feel peaceful. The whirlwind that continues to swirl around me, I just let it unfurl.
Busy, busy, busy, like some demented bee, flying about from flower to flower. Pollinate, move on. Hive to hive, must get it done. Must complete the task.
Oh, but my wings are tired. I should keep flying.
But not right now. I need a break.
So, I’ll just sit here and drink my tea… and stop being a busy bee.
*** This post originally appeared several years ago on my previous blog ***
Lordy, this perfectly describes that state of mind I am in this week … and it’s only Tuesday. In that overwhelmed space with a never-ending abyss of stuff, some important but most – not-so-much. But it drags and confuses and frustrates. This cloudy morning does not help either. But to be fair, I really wasn’t super impressed with the 80+ degrees on Sunday either. 😀
And I’ve said this before but it always bears repeating – you should put together some of your favorite poems/writings into a collection and pair it with your … tree pics, I think. 😀
Also a good friend would comment on how adorable your baby girl is in the Instagram pic (and I actually think I may have had that same barrette growing up!) and Bailey is also super, super adorable too.
Thank you so much for the compliments concerning my creative writing. It really meant the world to me 🙂
Aw, thanks! She hates when I put barrettes in her hair, lol! Bailey is definitely adorable. The problem is he knows it!! 😀