Utter aimlessness

Mission accomplished — another work week navigated.

Plans for the weekend? Hardly. Kick a lightweight ball with the kids in the park. Have another go at the antivirus software. Read a bit.

It’s good to have a plan. A project to focus the faculties. Attaining goals brings the satisfaction of accomplishment. But for you, when a scene triggers reverberations of contentment it’s generally traceable to some childhood day or hour of utter aimlessness.

The remembered location was usually outdoors. There was grass, sun, probably a breeze. You were grubby and tired, and — though you didn’t need to know at the time — inexpressibly happy.


Spring leaves

incandescent. Green fire 

in the afternoon sun.

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