It’s been a while since I last blogged. I’ve been busy with…oh, you know…life and things. I think sometimes we use busy as a synonym for stressed.
“How are you?” “Oh, I’m busy,” you say, implying your frenetic, feet-hardly-ever-touch-the-ground life.
Or sometimes, perhaps some people use busy as an indicator of self-importance. “Look at me, so many people desire my time, I’m so busy”.
Thankfully, I am neither of the above — I’m happily busy. But not too busy that I can’t take walks and enjoy this beautiful new season as it blooms. “April is the cruelest month” said T.S. Eliot in The Wasteland. I’m not so sure about that… it’s looking pretty perfect to me.
What is your April looking like? I’d love to hear from you in the comments.