Instead all is very quiet. Thru the window I gaze at people walking their dogs. I watch the birds at the bird feeders. Lastly I contemplate the book I will be reading this afternoon.
And I remind myself that it is far easier to deal with boredom than it would be to be sick and fighting for one's life.
Today I am not in a negative frame of mind but neither am I overly positive. I just am what I am today...nothing more and nothing less.
The birds are singing.