Aimless on a Monday Morning.
So it’s early in the morning in my part of the world and late evening in yours perhaps. What am I doing up so early when even the cows are not awake? When the newspaper boys haven’t yet begun to separate the papers and only the people who are working the night shift are still awake? I ask myself this question as sleep eludes me. As a hundred different thoughts come into my mind. Crashing like the waves against the rocks beside the sea. These random thoughts are mere distractions, leading me on, from one idea to the next, random without a pattern or a motive – aimless just like them.
Thankfully morning has broken now and I can get back to my life and the list of things i’d planned to do. And leave my aimless thoughts to themselves – wandering in the ether world to return to torment me once again when night falls as the day is done.
[stextbox id=”black”]Will these thoughts come yet again to shatter my peace with their aimlessness ? Will I become like these people on the beach – looking out at the sea , vacant looks on vacant beach waiting, watching aimlessly? [/stextbox]