No new year resolutions for me. . .
I was in bed early with my book, lights out at 10. I did however hear the fireworks at midnight, so I guess you could say I was awake for the main event.
Yesterday was my first day back at work and I missed the bus! Luckily, I live very near the stop so I sauntered home for a cuppa and toast before sauntering back to catch the next bus.
A two-day work week would be pretty good me thinks. Friday today and only four (including me) when I got on the bus.
Now there are five and here we are at a standstill, bus running and waiting for the allotted departure time. Not all drivers do that, this one has work ethic.
The sky to the north-east is heavy with rain. It’s like one of those swinging buckets at a kid’s park, filling ever so slowly, and the child waiting in anxious longing for it to tip, pouring It’s deluge down upon their head. A deluge is on its way.
To the south, a powdery blue sky is dotted with wispy white. Two sides of the same coin, both are true, it is perhaps a gamble to see which one will win out. To my left the sun glints through the windowpane. Sitting low in my line of vision I spy a huge cumulus cloud, it’s looking like a crouching ogre, head bent up toward the blue.
When I was a kid, I loved clouding watching. Spotting the unusual, seeing a shape emerge and then dissipate. And swivelling my head to the right, there hanging above the city, another. This one, a dark-bruised grey, heavy with rain.
Like I said, two sides of a coin. To the left, this, to the right, that. Ying and yang. It depends then, what side of the window you look out of. Today, those looking to the left would say it’s a fine, sunny day. Those looking right would say, looks like rain.
Life’s a bit like that. What seems absolute, may in fact be inconclusive. Your view changes, and so too does your perspective.
It’s a new year, a quarter of a century has passed since the millennium, where everyone was convinced that the world would crash as 1999 clicked to 2000. It didn’t happen!
It might never happen!
Quiet the what ifs, banish the uncertainty of what is to come. The thing is, we don’t know. . . Be prepared of course, consider what has bought you to this time, this place but also look forward to a bright future, unblemished by what has been.
Leave a Reply