sun is finally out again here in my town. but out in a way that is beginning to feel a bit like spring. the kinda day you turn the heat down in your home because it's just too damn warm. winter has been long this year. some go by faster than others. this was a long one.
dispite the sun being out and all the spring talk, i am still quite tired. i'm at the tail end of 13 days of doing massage. truthfully, i'm a bit depressed and uninspired. but i want to keep trying. in many ways. just lacking in believing that any of it is worth it. work, art (music, writing, singing), where i live, friends . . . everything seems in flux.
i haven't been much for reading these days but i have part of an old poem in my mind. it's beautiful and tragic all at once. i'm feelin' it.
"my heart is sore pained within me . . . . oh, that i had the wings like a dove! for then i would fly away and be at rest. then would i wander far off and remain in the wilderness. i would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest."
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