Some days are for running and frolicking and soaking up the midday sun.
Others are for introspection and deep meditation.
I know what kind of day today is. And yet, I see the sun peeking through the clouds, beckoning me to play.
I have decisions to make. Difficult decisions ahead. My outcome unknown.
And so I think, without trying to dwell.
I try to untangle the mass that is my head and my heart.
To figure out which to listen to at this time. See which makes more sense. Which one knows the true path I should follow.
For now, I look at what I've built. And wonder if I should do it again. Question if the same process will take me somewhere else or if I will simply be back at square one, destined to to it all again, only to be in the same place, but still someplace else.
So I will think, but who says you can't think in the sun?