Contemplation

While the gray swirls and mixes with the gray I am finishing my final cup of coffee for the day and contemplating going for a run. The weather front that moved in yesterday is wrecking havoc with my joints and ligaments. Yet I know the best thing for me is to get out there and run anyway.

Honestly, couldn’t my Higher Power have arranged the various frequencies of energy that make up my body to work better without producing discomfort?

Gray on Gray

Some days, in a room with no windows and my eyes tightly shut I can see everything.

Other days, with the sun shining bright, my eyes wide open, and all the world before me I see nothing.

Most days it’s just a blur of gray on gray.