The Gray Zone.
Joy without wonder, seeking without curiosity, feelings just on the surface. Experiences with culture, music, friendships, travels…few and far between.
The pandemic has made us small, lesser versions of ourselves. Our focus has been on survival…physically and emotionally. Managing disappointment, striving for flexibility, coming to terms with acceptance. Gray zone.
If I’m being honest, I don’t think I was living in full color pre-pandemic. Perhaps I was just going through the motions, headed toward “someday.”
We certainly know better than ever that “someday” doesn’t carry the same weight anymore. There’s no guarantee, except for today. I’m asking myself, what colors am I missing? Which ones do I need to add back? What does that look like? Which ones do I keep out? Intentionally piecing together a beautiful prism of life, both feelings and experiences.
This is not to say there hasn’t been beauty- because there has. Lessons have been learned here and they will become the pigments to new shades. I’m just so looking forward to having the full palette.
….Take me where the colors are!
