Whilst pondering on the whereabouts of a State of Bliss, I looked up and out thru the window, and lo and behold, there it was!
Every morning I count meself extremely lucky that I have a picture perfect window. Whatever the weather, as long as it ain’t too blustery, the hatches are opened up every day and I’m more than happy to sit and ponder at the horizon before me. But sometimes, a little something goes adrift and I can never find what may have been displaced, cos I don’t know what I’m looking for, not that I’ve lost anything I really need. Just once in a wee while me senses send me searching.
The question to ponder further is… If I can’t find it, can I live without it?