Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Treading Water

Some days I swim ... figuratively. The water of the day parts and I move through it effortlessly, or I float atop it while marveling at the sky. Other days, like the last few, my legs must churn mightily just to keep my head up. I exit the water and dry myself off at the end of the day feeling as if I went nowhere and accomplished nothing. It is not the water's fault nor is it my own. It just is. At least there are no sharks.

1 comment:

  1. Yes, thank heavens for no sharks. But still, I hope today is floating day, Jean. *hugs*