Monday Musings

Have you ever heard a song you could feel? The kind of song when the notes vibrate your insides as if revealing some universal secret? Nope. Not going to tell you what it is. It’s not my favorite song, but the notes and words seem to be understood by every cell in my body. Why will I not share what it is? If it doesn’t speak to you, within you, the same way it does me, then what will you think? I’d just rather you think me crazy without having hardcore proof I will tell you who it’s by. Perhaps we’ll make a game of it. If you can figure out which one, then I will reveal what the song is. The artists performing this “secret-sharing” song are called Death Cab for Cutie.

It’s nice to be happy, especially while still experiencing all other adjectives with which to describe life. Anger. Sadness. Peace. Confusion. Clarity……………blah blah blah. When you don’t know where to go, then where do you go? I can’t just sit right where I am and wait for the answer. Can I? What if it never comes? I’m a trudger. I trudge on through regardless of haze and fog. The haze and fog always clear. Life tends to be unforgiving if you’ve gone the wrong way at some point though. How many people actually receive a sign having asked for one? May I have a sign? A really obvious, undeniable SIGN. What is the right thing to do? What is the absolute wrong thing?

School is great. I have a summer session starting next week. I’ll have another month-plus off after that. It’ll be a relief. By this time next year, hopefully, I’ll have taken and passed my boards and I will be a registered nurse. A new chapter shall begin.

The weekend shall be telling. Pray that it is clear with nothing but blue skies………….please, God, no haze and/or fog.

Happy Memorial Day