My mind tends to wander. I was looking out the kitchen window the other day, when my mind began to wander again, this time looking at the different birds in the garden.
What would my life be like, if that were my life, how would I cope? I understand that birds have to search for food as well as keep warm in the winter months and although can be an uphill struggle, from where I’m standing, life still seems a lot less complex and complicated for them.
In stressful times, I tell myself that although I may not always feel equipped to deal with what comes along, I work more things out than I don’t. At this moment as I continue to look out into the garden, what appeals to me most is the fact that all of these birds are free.
When life doesn’t go according to plan and we have nowhere to hide, life will always seem daunting. Perhaps that’s why my mind wanders so much.