Writing is a way of talking without being interrupted.
-- Jules Renard
Pursuing active retirement. Seeing the world. Striving for an agile mind, body, and spirit.
At
such moments I don't think about all the misery, but about the beauty
that still remains. This is where Mother and I differ greatly. Her
advice in the face of melancholy is: 'Think about all the suffering in
the world and be thankful you're not part of it.' My advice is: 'Go
outside, to the country, enjoy the sun and all nature has to offer. Go
outside and try to recapture the happiness within yourself; think of all
the beauty in yourself and in everything around you and be happy.'
Sometimes
I look back and think my whole adult life has been underlined with a
feeling of waiting – waiting for something to happen, waiting for
circumstances to change, waiting for the right man or the right job or
the right shoes-and-clothes-and-haircut to swoop down from above and
change me, to infuse me from the outside in with a feeling of well-being
and validation and peace of mind.