More I think about it more I realize that feel for me for these Monday posts are like tidal--as the flows go back and forth. And have talked flows quite a bit and realize is from that feeling.
And it has always been comforting to me. Routines can be comforting. Finding comfort in them I think is the silver lining that can alleviate a sense of tedium.
Where the smoothness to it always fascinated me. As much as it can seem to be a jumble at times people usually do a great job of actually flowing into and out on the commute.
Flow is such an important thing too. Like when words can just flow out and it's interesting as for me can almost step back to see as am curious! What's going to end up on the screen? Often can't wait to find out. As the words begin, part of me is anticipating.
As time continues and mind considers something it's just a matter of letting the words go, as they press to be released. And the black letters against the white have personality, and as they step out seem to begin to sing. Eventually together are like a song, with a growing orchestra.
Looking at the words sing is one of my favorite metaphors as they are a comfort as well. And coming into this world in this new way, new combinations together, maybe they can comfort others. But regardless they are your new friends of the moment.
The black letters on the white background could also be seen as talking. Soaring at times, or simply plodding along, but always moving.
Towards the end it is more full, rich, and vibrant. As race for the conclusion? Can it be rushed? Or is there so much more needs to be said? But a feeling of completeness can build as the chorus of words roar to full strength.
So many new friends, so much personality and why it can be hard to let some of them go! When you edit. Coming back to trim the music of the words to its best sound. Decisions have to be made. Objective. Be objective as you step away mentally to see it all more clearly.
Towards the end is the ebb as things die down. The volume diminishes. The words begin to peter out.
On the streets of so many cities the huge volume of traffic will thin somewhat, and so many people will settle down for so many tasks.
Another work week begins.
Happy Monday!
James Harris
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