I'm discovering that it is far more profitable to take others' words in than to let my own out.

Feelings

Today is one of those days that just doesn't feel at all like any particular day. I'm fairly certain that it is Tuesday, but if my computer wasn't telling me that right now, I don't think I'd really bet on it. Some days just seem to exist like this, nothing really makes them special, but they also don't fit the mold of the weekly routine. I went to all my classes and everything, but today just didn't have that typical Tuesday feeling. I think it's really interesting, that feeling that things have. Thinking about how today lacks any sense of that Tuesday feeling has got me thinking about all kinds of feelings and how sometimes they can be really fascinating. Like that new semester feeling that you can never get back after the first few days of classes. Or the last day of school feeling that isn't even there on the second to last day. Or the feeling of summer that sometimes makes guest appearances on exceptionally fair spring afternoons. Or the driving to church feeling that tends to be more anxious than it ought to be, whether you're too early or too late. Or the feeling of holding someone's hand for the first time that makes you nervous in a way that refuses to come back. Or the feeling of reading an old book, especially if you're sitting in an old chair and reading by incandescent, non-fluorescent light. Thinking about it now, it seems like almost everything has a special sort of feeling to it. Even sitting here at my desk under my bed, typing away on my laptop in the terrible lighting with headphones in. It's a fairly familiar feeling, but it's a definite feeling nonetheless. For the most part, I don't know if any of this matters at all. But, part of me thinks that these feelings are worth embracing and enjoying and experiencing fully, regardless of how frequent or infrequent they are. I may have been reminded tonight that all is vanity, but I was also reminded that all things, whether eating or drinking or toil or anything, are gifts from God.