I don’t know 🤷♀️
Do you know? Ever feel that way? I just mostly float now on the big sea of all that I do not know. Not to say I don’t try a weak doggy paddle now and then or wonder if I’m just gonna drown here. It’s not always comfortable. Not always content. But today it’s not bad. Today I’m sprawled out on my back, looking up at the clouds and feeling the soft weight of the water holding me up, the breeze brushing across my face. The clouds will make the shapes they choose. The water will take me where it will. The storms of yesterday have passed, and this is my chance to breathe and be before the next one blows in. I know it will come, but I don’t know what exactly it will bring or when, so I’ll just wait here and enjoy the view before it changes. Some days I think “I don’t know” with a sense of despair and, strangely, loss, even with the understanding that I never knew more than I do now. Maybe that loss is just a mourning for youthful arrogance. lol But just this moment, it’s a merciful peace. Maybe if I knew more, I wouldn’t feel quite so content. 😌🌻
