Another day

I had caffeine yesterday, and, due to my long mid-morning nap, I hadn’t realized how late in the day it was when I was having it. Therefore, as I lay in bed last night, just after 9pm, though I was exhausted, I never could truly fall asleep. I was doomed to dose for most of the night. By the time my alarm sounded just before six, I had deemed it smarter for me to go back to sleep than to go to the gym. I was, after all, finally able to sleep, and I still would be going to the gym four days in the week by the end of the week. So, I went back to sleep.

I ended up sleeping well for another three and a quarter hours, then got up just after nine and got to work.

Mid-afternoon, I met my mom to pick up a couple books, and ran a couple other errands before heading back home and doing more work.

At the end of it all, we even watched an episode of “Friends” before I came to bed, and it is only now just after 10pm. I feel very accomplished from today, and I am grateful for all the progress in my studies, as well as having been able to make the other errands work in the schedule and still get work done.

Thank you, God. Help me to continue in being satisfyingly productive each day, always pursuing your will. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Goodnight.

Post-a-day 2023

rainy days hold my heart

There’s something about rain that makes everything in life seem okay.  Sure, when the rain is more like a torrential downpour that includes flooding all around town, things don’t seem so great.  However, regular rain, rain like early this afternoon, with sunlight still visible here and there, that kind of rain is the perfect rain for life.

I never feel like a trapped kid on rainy days; I always feel almost liberated due to all of the creativity and possibility of life indoors for just one day.  Board games and reading and art projects are a few of my favorite things, and rainy days tend to put them as the likely activities, removing the social expectation to be “more productive” with one’s time than sitting about, doing silly but fun things with ones one loves.  Perhaps, too, I enjoy the fact that I can be certain that I am not “missing out” on anything out in the world when it is raining, because no one else it out doing anything either.  Perhaps…

I remember a day a year and a half ago, when I lay on the floor with my cat, just hanging out while the sky released its water.  We even went and sat on the covered walkway right outside the apartment door, watching the rain and the clouds together, smelling the sun-touched rain and its clouds.  That was a beautiful day.

 

Post-a-day 2017