Sunny Days

It was a beautiful day today, the kind of day where the city seems to sparkle. It was warm and wonderful and you could actually believe that spring has arrived. The winter here was particularly harsh - snow like Seattle has not seen in a long time paralyzed the city just before Christmas. Followed by more snow and hail and generally very cold days. All the way up to May. So it was nice to have the sun.

Why talk about the weather? Because today I am somewhat sick of talking about all the stuff that is going on in my head. I have a regular mob in there, yelling at each other, offering advice, chattering away. Telling me what to do, telling me all my shortcomings, trying to buck me up; conflicting voices that are driving me, quite frankly, a little nutty. So I went out and walked today. Walked downtown, wandered about and just didn't think about resumes or cover letters, didn't think about open positions and if I am networking enough.

Thought about where I want to go on my trip for a bit. That was nice. Thought about the story I am writing, and that was good. Talked to a nice couple from Connecticut who had just gotten off a cruise to Alaska. Talked to a Russian gentleman who was lost and trying to find the convention center. Talked to a clerk from San Diego who had just moved here. In short I didn't think about how my life is in flux and how unsettled I feel about it. I didn't think about what was going to happen come August. I didn't think about where to store things or where I am going to live or how long I have to pack things up. It was delightful.