This morning's commute was blessed by an amazing sunrise -- consolation for living in a state that Springs Forward. The sun rose behind Mount Hood, and it cast a shadow on the high clouds that were magenta in the sunrise.
Shadows fall where they will, whether we expect them or not. I wasn't expecting one last (hopefully) depressive bout before spring really sets in with its warmth, sunshine, and outdoor exercise, but there I was bickering with my husband in front of friends and weeping at Mass. An 8-mile hike along deep ravines in my favorite state park later, and I'm feeling much better now.
The first thing that goes when this mood sets in is the desire to be vibrant and happy. If only I could detect and counter that, it wouldn't get this messy.
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