The holiday morning began so scattered for me. Saw a friend the day before, but this day was a home day. Many things to do. An internal conflict erupted in my art. There was sorting of old belongings to do. Health drinks had to be made. Bathroom readiness to be done which has increased with the years. Meditation, writing, listening, and distractions all needed some time. Trying to use a manual air tire pump for my bike didn't work the first time. Time for another try. Is a ride to Publix really warranted for a treat or is that a waste of time? Some emails, maybe call two old friends to keep links alive, and would be good to get some sun as I'm pale. A lot to do.
None of this is inspiring. I'd rather run away. Plus, inner spiritual needs pull from inside, demanding resolution, or at least attention. What to do?
I know once I start to do things one thing leads to another. I can approach it like classes, each activity given some time, and some might even catch my attention. Given a total vision for the day is not there, this makes some sense. I got through many days at school not inspired. Why not do that here? At least some things will get done. But first I'll have my third cup of tea, after I decide what kind.