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Enough in the Face of Uncertainty

I've found myself sitting less and Sitting more; with that, left to my own devices I just breathe and relax into the moment. For lack of a better word, there's a completeness in just being. Reading, making tea, physical exercise, etc. has come to be, essentially, usually an interesting touchstone that helps me relate to the people around me more than if I just puttered around on my own. That being said, I can't really see a difference between isolation and socialization in practical terms except for, in this moment, that some degree of isolation usually means that other people are a little more at ease.

It seems similar to my recent re-encounter with The Woman; I may have preferences, but I've realized that to say I care about the outcome would be stretching it a little. Sure, the world keeps turning and the rent is due on the first, so I work. Sure, it's possible I'll be homeless in the near future so there's likely a wash-bag and camp-shower in the next few weeks. But it's all a roll to play. I'd prefer if things worked out with The Woman, but if they don't then they don't and I have more time, money, and energy. I'd prefer to not live in my car and/or in the woods, but if that's what comes to pass, I've been wanting to take an extended camping trip for a while. In this moment, there is enough.