I am sitting here staring alternately at the screen and the keyboard. I’ve got nothing. I want to write something, but there’s nothing in the tank. Rest assured, this is not a case of writer’s block. I’ve got lots of words. I just don’t have the Perfect Moment.
Being in lockdown, escaping only for groceries and medicine, doesn’t always leave room for Perfect Moments. How often can I write about the joy of seeing the mail truck, or a delicious cup of coffee as the snow falls outside my sliding glass doors? There are just going to be days when the Perfect Moment eludes me. I’ve got to accept that.
Second attempt. I was up before 4:00am after a lousy sleep. Did not want to read. Lo and behold, a second look at my email provided a little bright spot. Sometimes out perfect moments are for others. Thanks!
I’m all about seeking joy, but some days (especially mid-pandemic) are like that.
Yeah I understand. For me sometimes it’s hard to find a perfect moment when there are so many imperfect moments.
I get it. That was a perfect analogy.
p.s. I covered today’s perfect moment for you. https://amidnightrider.com/2021/01/28/brrrr-time-to-turn-back/