To like many people spontaneously and without effort is perhaps the greatest of all sources of personal happiness.
A planned day is just that…a planned day. Yesterday’s schedule worked; everything was crossed off my to-do list. However, the evolving day was not quite as I had visualized. As one task was tended to, a new one took its place. Sigh.
Back and forth. In and out. Breathe. Enjoy the depth and breadth of what is, Laura. Stay present.
Nice thoughts, I think. But how does the Asberger’s child fit in with the other children in my after school class? And how will I “be present” at the three Thanksgiving dinners to which I’m invited?
Muse danced through all this activity, as if teasing me, and this morning there are new characters for my Nano novel and evolving ideas to move me past word count.
Is this introvert learning how to “like” people and to quit defining them as “tasks?”