drifting

I am not large enough inside or out to contain all that this past week has entailed. Interpersonally, or just visually -- it's been a full, full day today much like the days prior. I only see the wonder of it when I stop trying to contain it all -- and just let the people and their stories, let the smells and the sounds of the places I visit, sort of flow around me and over me. To see more than what is right in front of me (demanding my attention) has been key to sanity this weekend. By just being aware of it all without trying to address any of it, I am more easily pleased. That's right, just give me pleasure, when there are too many complicators afoot.