alone in the sky
a plane turning white on blue
summer morning -
Kids happy to stay with their grandmother, we are happy to go make shopping in a big mall for today's party. Inside the mall, the air is between cool and cold, all the area inhabitants are sure here. Once the booth is full and packed, and the rear seats are packed too, off we go through Paris. Feel kind of strange inside, nothing to do with pain or illness, a bittersweet mix of anxiety and sadness.
Time goes by and what did I do? Except in my family life I have the feeling I did accomplish nothing, or so few things. Since the beginning of the year I started writing again, and I started this haibun diary also, but things progress so slowly and seems I can dedicate only bits of time to everything and everyone. Frustration. Much better relations with people than in the past, no fear anymore of social meetings, but still too much dead ends at nearly fourty, something is clearly missing.
There is something I lost when leaving my former company, a sense of being useful that I really need on a daily basis. to feel complete. I am ready to deal all coffee cups in the world against it. I'll find a way.
oh street passers-by
your smiles are like milestones