Sometimes, i wish i was less sensitive.
(acrylic on canvas - for sale on ETSY soon!)
I woke up this morning feeling calm and peaceful,
ready to greet the day.
Then i went for my usual morning walk
and in a certain part of my small neighbourhood,
i saw a couple fighting on their front porch.
They often do.
She was screaming at him.
He was screaming at her.
I walked faster to get away from the awkwardness.
I can't imagine beginning the day
with screaming at someone.
But they can.
everyone's normal is.
As i continued my walk,
i saw birds fighting one another...
a smaller bird trying to attack two crows,
obviously protecting its young.
Then i heard barking dogs in the distance.
I wondered if everyone's mood
was affected by the lack of color here lately.
The dirty snow.
the lack of green.
of chirping, happy birds...
(photo taken yesterday - when it was sunny! See the melting dirty snow!? Yay!)
I went from feeling calm
to feeling anxious & frustrated
in a matter of minutes.
Only because of what was happening
Or rather, because of my reaction
to what was happening.
I suppose if i were less sensitive to the bad things,
i'd be less sensitive to the good things too...
So i continued my walk, slowly,
calming myself down again,
and trying to be grateful for the day.
For life the way it is.
the good, the bad and the ugly. :-)
And i secretly wished i was more like Jack...