I went for
a walk before, out into the sunshine. It was mellow, people ambling along in
the pre-lunch period, getting coffee or buying a newspaper or getting money out
of the ATM machine. Here and there people sprawled in the open laneways sipping
at the aforesaid coffee while quietly chatting to others. I too ambled through
this landscape, no hurry driving me, a couple of chores to complete and a
cheese and tomato croissant at the end of it.
The
sunshine seemed to sprinkle down. It was simple but in those moments it felt
like a timeless and classic scene. Simple and good and as I was amongst it I
felt a sense of powerful wellbeing.
This has
been the prevailing feeling of recent times, almost against the odds. It shames
me a little because bad things are happening to people I care about – yet I
cannot help it. I am the happiest I have been for months. I feel free and easy,
relaxed and fun. Others notice and comment upon it. I am charming again.
How do I
explain it? I think because I accept what I see ahead of me. Other things I
have put away as part of the past. It’s good to have some resolution, even if
some things are still unsettled. I doubt things ever entirely settle in any
case, and wonder if they should. There is always something more to deal with,
always something more to achieve and look forward to.
My biggest
concern right now is my leg, which has worsened again. My first priority is to
get that right. Frustrating but it will happen. Otherwise there is work, but
that is shaping up fine, touch wood. Over and above all of this though are the
blue skies and the sunshine and the promise of many more. It’s a great time to
be in Melbourne, and good to be alive.
