Come away with me

Some days it seems like I go through the motions of living.  Perhaps living is not the right word.  Perhaps at these times I am just existing.  Get up, go to work deal with the day, eat or not.  Fall into be tired, but not sleepy.  Days like this are grey days.  No matter how brightly the sun shines, or how gentle the wind may blow, I feel not-here.

Today has been like this.  The window is open, the night is still – only the occasional passing car disturbs the silence.  Tonight sleep is far away and it is in these hours that I want to run.  Where to?  I do not have a clue, perhaps just forever.  And as I lie there a song comes slowly to my mind and I wonder why I have no roots.  Are some folks born to wander?  And some are born with old souls.  And then I remember a beautiful song, from a young woman with a very old soul – and the darkness is less so for me now.

3 thoughts on “Come away with me

  1. I think we all go through times like this Martie. Some days I just put one foot in front of the other until I get to the end of it. And other days I want to jump out of my skin, I’m so excited about life. Go figure! I hope this passes soon for you and you find a twinkle…a glimmer…a glow, of energy and enthusiasm again.

    I know you will. Nothing ever stays the same for long! And how about that cruise that must be coming up soon!!

    I’m finding the increasingly shorter and darker days to be a challenge for me. I hate to wish my life away but I’ll be glad when January and tropical beaches are in my forcast.

    BTW, I love Norah Jones and that beautiful song.

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