The Next Morning


 

It’s a bit anti-climactic to spend all this time sorting through my pill bottles, then cutting pills to be divided up, and put into smaller pill bottles. Only to take a few seconds to swallow down the morning’s half and be done with it. I mean you don’t even get to lay back and enjoy a cigarette. You just get up and chew your vitamins then start your day. My Sunday started like most, I was woke up, checked my messages, and called my father-in-law.

But with my coffee about gone, it is it’s usual gray and cloudy sky outside, with temperatures in the upper 30’s. I ain’t feeling much any particular way today, I mean after all it’s still morning. Pretty much everyone was prepared for a 45” coating of ice according to the local weather people. Hope they got those car dealers and lawyer ads their money’s worth scaring the Great-Grandmas to death, but I digress. Now with a fresh cup of hot coffee in my hand, I can get down to what I wanted to say. Which is nothing.

It’s Sunday morning and I ain’t got no particular place I really need to be other than where I am. You ever get to feel like that? Not being stressed out about something or worried about a particular outcome? Well for me that certainly wouldn’t be true. I could sit here and be worried about all kinds of stuff. Like my upcoming past due bills, my lack of a particular dose of medicine, or my sick granddaughter. All kinds of shit.

But at the moment I’m breathing in and out through my nose listening to the silence or the occasional car driving by. That’s all. And it’s not like any of that shit isn’t on my mind. It’s just that I don’t allow it any room in my headspace at the moment, mainly because there ain’t nothing I can do about it, right now. So do your damnedest to live in peace, I know it took me a lot of practice to get to this point. So leave the worries of tomorrow right there waiting for you the next morning.     

#SundayMorning #Perspective #LivingInPeace #WeatherHype #OneDayAtATime

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