I was lying in bed this morning, my brain rocking and reeling with the dilemma I find myself in.
Wrestling with circumstance, searching for solutions.
I was really distracted, feeling tense, listening to the clock loudly tick away the precious seconds remaining in what's left of my life.
Suddenly I heard the birds chirping. Such a beautiful and soothing sound. They were chirping all along, but the worry in my head drowned them out. Through persistence, they broke through my angst-filled reverie.
It started to rain. Lightly.
We have a metal roof over the screened-in porch just below our bedroom window. The rain makes a calming sound as it bounces off.
Both cats were on the bed. Carol was next to me.
I was temporarily tranquil.
It occurred to me that Life is like Waterboarding.
You live for the moments the rag is removed from your face.
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