If This Was Typical, I’d Be Worried…

Daily Writing Prompt: Was Today Typical?

Now That’s a Good Question… since the day is far from over.

Typical? Ha! If by typical you mean mildly chaotic with a side of deep reflection and a dash of unexpected emotion, then sure, let’s call it that.

But truth be told, I’m not sure I do typical. I think I lost the script for what that looks like years ago, probably somewhere between soul lessons and family drama, cups of herbal tea and internal revolutions.

Today had its usual rhythm: tea (cold by the time I drank it), conversations (some enlightening, some exhausting), and thoughts that wandered off like rebellious teenagers refusing to follow the path I laid out for them.

But it also had something more, a strange moment of stillness, a flash of insight, a whisper from beyond (maybe Granny Frass or 🐾Darcifer trying to get a word in). Something in the air made me pause and think: Nope, this isn’t going to be just another Tuesday. Or Wednesday. Or whatever day it is.

Perhaps the most notable thing about today so far was my attempt to make sense of it all. Writing it down helps. Laughing at it helps more.

So was today typical?

Let’s just say, if it was, I’m a very unusual kind of typical.

Mae 🧡