007 - meandering along
i had a good day yesterday.
i woke up feeling surprisingly okay, had a decent day at work, had a good initial meeting with someone with insane amounts of experience who may end up mentoring me, and then got to spend the evening hanging out with some of the dearest people in my life. it was lovely and happy and comfortable and nothing really happened or changed in my life.
it’s now the next day, and i have woken up feeling a little bit empty, as i usually do after i have particularly good days, and i’m trying not to let the feeling slip through my fingers again. trying not to feel like yesterday was for nothing, just because it didn't have any massive changes or realisations.
it’s easy for me to think of meandering as a bad word. purposeless, slow, lethargic, all manner of other things that hate the thought of becoming. but this way of thinking misses the point - a river only meanders because of the pebbles it runs into along the way. the water has reached the same destination, but taken a much longer, and i think much richer journey as a result.
i think it would do me well to try to see the value in the pebbles. i can't keep living only for the big moments, the radical changes. the little twists and turns are what make my life interesting, make the days worth something. it's late now, at the end of another quite good, but overall unexciting day. still, i hope i remember it.
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