JOURNAL: September 23, 2006

I spent most of yesterday in a completely unhurried mood. In the morning I drove up to see Jaimie, Jess, and Noah, and I don’t think I’ve ever driven in a more relaxed manner. I constantly cruised along at or below the speed limit, just sort of allowing the car to drive me instead of me driving the car. I had the strong feeling that there was no reason to hurry, no place I had to be at a certain time, no deadline I must meet. The seconds and minutes were moving slowly along, and so was I. Actually, the entire day was like that: at Jaimie’s, as we ate breakfast and talked and laughed; at Luke and Krissy’s, as we shared the news of the week and admired little Josh (4 months old); and at home, as I graded papers and watched a football game on TV. The whole day moved along like a sail boat in the hands of soft winds, with me stretched out languidly on deck. I felt hardly a ripple all day; everything proceeded along in a completely leisurely way. Looking back on it, I wonder what it was that made that Saturday in late September of 2006 so easygoing and peaceful. If I could answer that question, I could perhaps make other days pass in a similar manner. Then again, I guess you can’t make those days happen, just as you can’t make the wind blow in a light and graceful manner. I’ll just have to lie back and wait, and hope today’s as laid back as yesterday.