Wandering through Wednesday

Hi once more.

It's holiday week here in my world, time to indulge in what is pleasing, meeting up with friends, some exercise to keep resilient, eating, drinking, shopping, taking in the sights, poetry, blogging, more exercise to counteract the indulgence.....before I crash land back into the destination called 'work'.

In the space of one week

So much can be seen, said, felt, heard

Heated conversations alongside whispered methaphors

Frowns sitting side by side holding hands with laughter

Down turned mouths pulling lips into a sour display

Or upturned corners creasing into a smile

Bookends collecting differing perspectives

Held between and displaying their sad

Or happy front covers for us to choose

Our title for the day

I'm swept along by this day named 'Wednesday' and find it is quite late, exercise having eluded me so far; but I still have time to cram in some jigging about before the evening claims me and the sofa beckons.  Mmmm is it too late or not, I'm undecided...what a dilemma.  I'm still perched, gracing the velour cushion beneath my behind when what I could be doing is gracing my bottom on the cycle to health and wellbeing...so I just might do that.....or not.

I might just do that....or not

I can't decide if I can decide

Too much time on my hands

To dilly dally around

Why is it when we get time we can bypass it, avoiding or forgetting what we planned and finding ourselves dithering around and wasting the day....sometimes, let's keep it in perspective here.  I do

plan and only found myself yesterday attending a workshop on poetry enjoying the passing of 3 hours which was gone in quite a flash.

I wonder what they're doing at work, what am I thinking about that for...???  It's lack of structure that can sometimes get to me, when I find I've got plenty of minutes, hours, days ahead of me to plan the grandest of itineraries.  So I sit for a while longer finding less time to get jiggy with it...should I rush or squander thr next couple of hours before locking eyes with a friend to dally away a few more hours.

I'm getting bored....I can hear this small inner voice and know it's time to get up and go, but I need to finish what I'm doing....excuses,excuses (but perfectly logical to me...of course).

Show me the view from the telescopic lens

So that I may choose

Whether I will....go or stay

Leave or remain

Depart or be detained

Stop before I start

Stand or sit

Stick or bust

I've bypassed the wet interlude and the sun now smiles for me, asking to be wandered underneath its warm rays and I feel the beginnings of a welcome embrace that is enough to stir me from my place of rest that has claimed me for too long today.

So I apologise that it's a little short but sweet today but a small catch up is perhaps better than nothing.

Laters....for more catch ups.....

LAURA