sunday morning

The sky fells thick.One of those gray dull days which always suggest nothing is going on up there in the skies. Of course that's so much wishful thinking. But for walking purposes the idea of confronting the morning is difficult.There's a sense of emotional drift taking place in my mind today. Tensions where there shouldn't be tensions.Motivation to attempt something useful fall flat. Yes that's the feeling "flat".
The super ego isn't trying very hard to lay into me. Must be an ok sign. Never the less have started to develop that guilty sensation and those tense undercurrents which always love to undermine what I want to do.
I have this idea at the moment that the brain is like an uncharted territory. A vast empty mass full with unexplored wanders.Like a magical kingdom with secret wonders,this place is fascinating and dangerous. I find it hard to grasp just how little we really understand about ourselves. How much do we really know about nature? What do we learn and our do we transport our lived experience into a pleasure of co operation.
To walk out on a day like today is to confront that part of the self which doesn't want confrontation at the moment. Think I will go with the flow and simply except the moment and do nothing. Walking is always there.Its a free journey.