The joyful pulse beat of life.

Not sure. If I’m having dark thoughts. Or light thoughts.  Maybe it’s that I am having forethought. That poses a danger. Of getting too far ahead of myself. Leaving my precious now. And projecting into the future. I used to do that frequently. But as I grew older, I more or less abandoned such a practice. And entered the realm of immediate happiness. But today, I’ve reverted to the old way. For a while. If for no other reason. Than to remind myself. To savor. The joyful pulse beat of life. –Jim Broede