Thanks for the key to your diary. Absolutely love all of your wandering contemplations and ruminations with yourself. I feel lucky I am maybe a tiny bit obsessed with the need to exercise. Maybe you are too? At least it gets us outdoors and out of our own head. Ultimately, I always feel better physically, and about myself when I am skiing, hiking or cycling. Without Morris, your home would have been truly empty. He deserves a couple tablespoons of tuna oil on his food, or shrimp. The beauty in feeling that emptiness is realizing how much your life is enriched by the love of your family and friends . Seriously, I would like to know , did you actually ride your bike at night through a “dark forest”?
Yes Lor, I did. It gets dark now at around 6 pm and my friend lives literally in the middle of nowhere. You are totally right about Morris, the real hero of this week. And yes, I am a bit of a freak if I don’t get in my minutes of sports, I get edgy and then my husband sends me running just so that he doesn’t have to deal with me. Thanks for dropping by!
Brava Ana. Based on my calculations (and past experience) the perfect amount of time away from one's loving but ever-present family is 33.3 hours. Less and you resent their return, more and Existential Thoughts take their place.
Funny that when we have time alone to listen to ourselves think we don’t always like what we hear. It was intense, in its emptiness. Thanks for reading Deirdre.
Thanks for the key to your diary. Absolutely love all of your wandering contemplations and ruminations with yourself. I feel lucky I am maybe a tiny bit obsessed with the need to exercise. Maybe you are too? At least it gets us outdoors and out of our own head. Ultimately, I always feel better physically, and about myself when I am skiing, hiking or cycling. Without Morris, your home would have been truly empty. He deserves a couple tablespoons of tuna oil on his food, or shrimp. The beauty in feeling that emptiness is realizing how much your life is enriched by the love of your family and friends . Seriously, I would like to know , did you actually ride your bike at night through a “dark forest”?
Yes Lor, I did. It gets dark now at around 6 pm and my friend lives literally in the middle of nowhere. You are totally right about Morris, the real hero of this week. And yes, I am a bit of a freak if I don’t get in my minutes of sports, I get edgy and then my husband sends me running just so that he doesn’t have to deal with me. Thanks for dropping by!
Brava Ana. Based on my calculations (and past experience) the perfect amount of time away from one's loving but ever-present family is 33.3 hours. Less and you resent their return, more and Existential Thoughts take their place.
I think you are right! Your exact calculation will be the basis for my future going solo incursions. Thank you Anna.
Beautiful. I felt this. Funny how a seemingly mundane schedule is so rich with emotion and heart.
Funny that when we have time alone to listen to ourselves think we don’t always like what we hear. It was intense, in its emptiness. Thanks for reading Deirdre.