There are times that I feel like hitting the pause button. Right now it would be nice to pause the world and walk around among the resulting inanimates, for the single purpose of observing all that is happening and being able to focus deep within. Everything’s moving normally, things in motion as they should be. Seconds turning into minutes turning into hours and days. Each breath, though, moves me infinitesimally closer to … what?

Life is excellent right now. Each day, by virtue of humanity’s activity, in and of itself, holds an innumerable set of fascinating possibilities. It’s remarkable, then, how easy it is to become mired in the mundane. To be exquisitely vague and yet equally if self-confessèdly profound: if x is a desired outcome or object, the x one has [is less than] the x one deals with [is also less than] the x one would like. It’s also remarkable how easily simple idle time can become complex by the increased mental burden of added responsibility. This needs planning. That requires x hours’ work at $y per hour, costing me z minutes’ relaxation. The other hasn’t happened because someone else hasn’t borne the responsibility properly. Yeah, my mental vocalisation of responsibilities can become heated at times.

What is the value in conflict? We should be following the adage and selecting our battles deftly. Only that which matters should be conflicted openly, and even then it should be done in the most amiable fashion. Note to self: Self, remember to conflict amiably. Bickering is unproductive, wasteful and can cause pain. It’s silly.

Contentment. Bring it on.