Start it off smooth and simple

A lot of things have gone wrong in the last several years. The paths have branched and branched again, each time following the one with the worse outcomes. That’s pretty pessimistic to say, though, and I’m trying to recover from that mindset.

I feel strangely smooth so far in the first week of the year, like something stabilized, someone added some cornstarch or an egg or a bit of flour. I’ve been taking it slow (too slow?) and easy and letting myself exist in a simple flow.

Slamming out all those words probably helped, or at least didn’t hurt.

Some gentle hum as the generator kicked on, a whirr of electricity or the steady rustle of a breeze in the sails, I don’t know.

I feel at ease and that, itself, makes me uncomfortable.

I’m not asleep, but I’m not awake, either.