Maybe it’s the weather, the gray clouds and the cold wind. Maybe it’s the whiny dog at the door (and I do mean Whiny). Maybe it’s biorhythms or hormones. I just feel blue. Not depressed–I know how that feels as well. Just blue.
I’ve been mulling lots of stuff. Thinking about things and trying to find the rhyme or reason to it all. I feel that when our mind is consistently pulled in one direction, there’s probably a deeper truth or message to be found.
It’s not despair. It’s even kind of hopeful. How’s that for a dilemna? I guess it’s kind of that seed in the dirt feeling. What’s to come of it?