The one where I feel desperate for "something" but haven't the remotest idea what that something might be.
Its not for certain foods, or a holiday, or a new hobby.
Its another "something"
A kind of God-hunger -
It's effect is a strange mix of yearning, sadness, and keen anticipation
I know change is coming and that thought excites me.
I've had this sense before
But for the life of me, I cannot remember what the outcome was . . .
So, for now, its a matter of living with this
With inner-ears tuned.
IN the meantime, the sun is shining, there is a brisk breeze
And a new pair of trail running shoes to wear in
(Albeit on the road, not on a trail!)