That’s how I feel today. Don’t know why. Not ill, but certainly blah. Sad, ready to cry. Perhaps depressed, not necessarily. I’ve certainly been depressed in the past, but I just don’t know. Out of sorts.
No reason. Perhaps the season
Time to wait and see. Hang in there.
It will change, it always does.
A poem fragment by Rainer Maria Rilke I had in my office comes to mind:
Let everything happen to you
Beauty and terror.
Just keep going.
No feeling is final.
And so I will.