Tuesday morning. Trying to figure out the day’s priorities. What’s important, what I should do, what I want to do, and in general, what matters. What left undone affects my future the most; what can I do now that will improve my future or even the world.
How do I avoid just doing what I always do, falling into a rut? I can employ my usual stress reduction of writing erotica as I deal with these weighty questions or perhaps I could just read some poetry or watch a youtube channel. The trouble is, I don’t feel like doing anything.
I am happily married, yet I often think of romance with someone else as if that would be the cure for my restlessness. Intellectually I know that it would not help, but it is like an emotional candy sucker that soothes my soul for a while. In essence, I am looking to be at peace with myself, or more perfectly at peace.
There is no arriving, only the journey with stops and views along the way. Being and existing where my journey takes me. It is even unclear if I chose my journey or the universe gives me options and I act according to my biases developed only the journey. Aww, I sound like a rambling philosopher. I think this is enough for this mornings thoughts.