I woke up this morning in a bit of funk. It was one of those days when I didn’t really feel a particular motivation to do anything. I didn’t want to go out…I didn’t want to stay home…I didn’t really know where I was going to go if I did go out…so why go out at all? Ever have one of those days?
After wandering aimlessly around the house, I eventually got caught up in and old movie, “Heaven Can Wait.” I haven’t seen it since I was a kid and it brought back bittersweet memories of summer evenings spent with my grandma. We’d pop popcorn in the frying pan, then I would take up residents on the couch and my grandma would rock in her recliner, usually with a dog on her lap, and we’d distract ourselves from the summer heat by watching old black and white movies.
Now, sad, and unmotivated, I decided it might do me some good to get out. Apparently caught up in the whole nostalgia moment I went to the state capital building, a place I use to look forward visiting during school field trips. Eventually, hoping for a perfect view of downtown, I aimed for what I remembered to be a grassy hill that would be a great overlook. I was pleasantly surprised when I found that hill had now been turned into a memorial. If you get a chance, go see it. Not only is the view amazing but there is a touching story written on the little wall that surrounds the piece about a slave who paid for his own freedom. In fact, there are several memorials there that are worth your time to go see if you’re looking for a little historical culture.
I still have not managed to shake this odd mood I’m in but with open window weather, I have high hopes for a good nights sleep. Bonne nuit mes amis…and pleasant dreams.