My word.

The past few days have passed in a relative fog. Mentally and emotionally I was at an extremely low ebb, practically a nadir (but not quite; I hope that I will never reach the lows of two years ago again). Work has been non-stop (the only respite being a two hour training session yesterday afternoon out of school that almost sent me to sleep) and the worry about getting everything I need to finish has played havoc with my sleep patterns again. I’ve tried to keep it from my nearest and dearest (my wife and my best friend who both have my well being at heart and I love them utterly) but I’m afraid that they are both going to call me out on it eventually.

I’ve carried on writing ‘six word stories’ and having looked back on them, they don’t make for pleasant reading. Certainly not the most recent ones anyway. Maybe I should put them on two separate pages; a ‘positive’ and a ‘negative’ page. Maybe then I’ll be able to increase the number of those on the positive page!

Right now it’s almost 6pm. I’ll still be in work for another hour and a half at least. But that’s okay. I have my MacBook plugged into my speakers and I’m playing some serious tunes. Playing as I type this sentence is ‘Into My Arms’ by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, from the The Boatman’s Call album.

Such a song of beauty. It reaches deep into my chest and tugs at my heart.

What a feeling.

The third verse is remarkable:

But I believe in love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

I find it quite remarkable that no matter how many times I listen to certain songs, every damn time they take my breath away. This is one such song.

When I started this post earlier, I didn’t have a title. Now I do. What had originally be another ‘note to self – look back and reflect on this in the future’ intended entry has become something quite different. When incredible things like this exist in the world, no further reflection is necessary.

I’m alive. I love. I am loved.