Restless

A winter that wasn’t, followed by summer skipping spring. Could that be the reason why I am feeling restless, on edge? Nothing can hold my attention for very long. Surfing aimlessly, like in the old days, but everything seems to be about ratings and attracting visitors. Who cares. I can follow the soccer game on TV from the room next to mine without seeing it. The men in this house need to get headphones. Through the open balcony door I can hear a blackbird serenading the slowly vanishing sun. His song joyful. From across the water another one answers. All of a sudden the air is filed with the sound of singing birds, instant competition. The sound of a train crossing the bridge takes over for a few seconds, vanishing as fast as it began. High up in the air a flock of geese flying by in v formation. Destination unknown. Slowly I feel the tension leave my body.Another day comes to an end.