poco sostenuto

This morning, I am enjoying a life pace I can handle. Something comfortable, and set by my own state of being and comprehension of obligations around me. It feels good. Actually, it doesn't feel like anything. Rather than anxious, I'm calm. Instead of playing the same old introspective thought playlist and sinking into my morning routine, I'm feeling expressive. I'm smiling because I successfully made an omelette!

Maybe this is what it feels like to be in the moment - to be present. Not looking back and not speeding forward. I'm in neutral, coasting, trying to maximize fuel because there are atill a lot of miles ahead of me today, this week, this month, this year, this decade, this life.