I walked to work this morning without a hat on my head. I felt less like a turtle, with room to move my neck and my head from side to side, instead of huddling underneath my hood and hat.
The little round birds were chirping today. I don’t know when the last time it was that I heard them. Where did they go? Do they just, hide and sleep and not open their beaks until it’s warm again?
I feel like I have so much to share. It’s been three days since I left the house. I went home Friday after work and didn’t leave again until Sunday. But it was a beautiful, quiet time.
I prayed a lot. Talked to only a couple people but to those people I had great conversations. I did things that made me feel good, like clean my room, and do laundry, make my bed and read books. Watch movies like A Walk to Remember, with my Dad.
It really felt like an eternity. Monday’s back and I expect people to ask where I’ve been, but I know I’m the only one that felt like I was away for a while.