I am amazed at the power which can be yielded by the mind
I have the same mind, each day when I awake
I am influenced and sometimes changed by the environment
Yet, its core remains
My brain causes me to see different things and think different thoughts
I then react and communicate in different ways
How are you today?
I’m good
Hanging in there (but there’s little to grasp)
You don’t even want to know (got some bad news but you and I aren’t close enough for me to say)
Some days, I wake up with an acute expectation that something totally wonderful will happen that day
My belief in the coming pleasantness makes my heart joyful
I leap out of bed
Joy remains even when night falls and the ordinariness of the day continues
Nothing happened
Other days, when I awaken, I feel a heaviness
My feet seem shod in cement
Its source is unknown to me
I followed my same nighttime routine
I am always careful not to deviate from my routine
Lest I am doing or not doing something to somehow cause the heaviness to descend
No deviation, no misstep
Yet, the heaviness greets me as soon as I realize it is the dawn of a new day
Nothing happened
Even when the sun shines brightly
Even when good news comes
I feel the heaviness
It feels eerily similar to my toiling away in the factory years ago
Faced with an eight-hour shift in humid conditions
From midnight till eight am
Each step I took required super-human strength
I had big plans and so the weight, while heavy, was more easily borne
I did not know when it would end but took solace in knowing it would
There is no set pattern to help me determine whether I will face joy or heaviness
I have tried in vain for years to crack the code
My eyes open and my brain decides
