Second day of Spring and it is icy cold.
Can't warm my fingers up.
My walk this morning was an eventful one - there is an elderly lady who walks with a walker that has a seat on it. Now and then, she stops to sit down for a while and rest. She slipped and fell today and hurt her leg. I tried to help her up to sit on her seat but she was a dead weight and I am unable to lift anything above 3 kgs. What a struggle, both of us apologising. In the end we made it, together. I was wishing I had a seat too. A lovely lady who lived in the house where the fall took place came out with some band-aids and antiseptic. So all fixed up and rested and calmed down, we carried on. I wanted to walk with her but by then my neck and back were hurting so I headed back to the car. Thank the Gods for heat packs and panadene forte.
While sitting here, I was wondering whether the animals who greet me will miss me, now I feel terrible for not continuing my walk, how silly is that.
I wonder how that lady is.
Wish today would warm up just a little bit.
I was also wondering, while making the painful journey back to my car, what in my brain and body is stopping me from flying or levitating. It would have come in so handy to get back to my car.
We are capable of so much but are stopped by "something".
Our magiks work, it has been proven, with results - so why are we not able to fly? Why must we walk? Not really a silly thought, just one no-one really cares to do much.
I am babbling on here, my mind seems to be in over drive, unable to switch off.
So before I bore the pants off you, I will finish by saying - Have a wonderful day...
Yve - Dark Crone (O)
XXX
Image - Pintarest
