Time passes

Life's wind

Life is like a wind
We don’t know when and how
It comes and goes
Or when will it stop
We try to survive through it
What ever it brings
Your soul develops all along
Weather you like to or not,
Change or put up with it
Either way learning
Willingly or not
Trying to find joy and peace
Out of all you can do
Though it isn’t in your power
To stop the wind of life…

And so the days go. Now three days no sun. Depressing. I know that is the season for it, I just don't feel able to find more joyous thoughts. I make mistakes on the computer and have hard time keeping myself calm about it. Some how anger tries to find a way in me, though I don't like to take it.
There will be a writers gathering In Marmora end of this month. I hope the weather will be good then. I just like to get out of here. The blanket of fallen leaves on my lawn and the greyness of the days makes me feel forgotten with them. Marmora isn't far from my daughters place and I plan to spend the night with her.
Just a dream to get out of loneliness...