...but there is a lyric in the song "Clarity" that seems to be rebounding around in my head. "But this morning, there's a calm I can't explain, the rock candy's melted, only diamonds now remain". Hm - calm I can't explain.
After the really strange (for me) cleansing of the Facebook last night, I went to sleep without as much consternation that I had the day before and it almost freaked me out. I haven't been this calm in a terribly long time and I hadn't even taken any medicine for the day.
I have pondered this odd occurrence today and I cannot for the life of me understand it. Oh, there have been a couple random, stray, and inspired thoughts passing through the old noodle throughout the day. None of them seem even remotely possible.
Even sitting here getting all this out, I keep thinking that maybe the act of pushing out all of the unnecessary people away and just focusing on the things that made me happy did the trick. Maybe doing that was the same as cleaning out the fridge. You know - after a while it gets that strange odor that you cant pinpoint but seems ubiquitous. Instead of looking for the source, you just clean the whole damn thing. When the task is complete, the smell disappears as mysteriously as it arrived.
I can say this. Knowing that I would only have to read through the things on Facebook that I was genuinely interested in seeing made the experience more enjoyable.
I should have done this a long time ago.
On the up side, there looks like a lone thunderstorm cell in western Forsyth County...looks pretty lame on the echo - and out the computer room window - the anvil appears even more distant. Still, I've been surprised more than once today.
Oh yes - one last note. About four years ago, I told someone (and he knows who he is) to be patient. Good things come to those who wait, I said. I was right and it made me feel great knowing that I can still appreciate the honest nature of good friends. The people who accept you for who you are and not for what you are expect to be are the ones you want around forever. You can get fooled sometimes, but in the end, the greatest souls find their way back to you - sometimes when you need them most of all.
...and sometimes just to enjoy the view, take a cool sip of beer, and appreciate the calm.
...regardless of where it came from.
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