But what amazes me is how, when the sun is out, and the days balmy and evenings light and long, I always think to myself, 'Well, this will keep me going for weeks, for months, for the whole of winter.' And it never does. It usually keeps me going for about three days.
Like retreats, or spiritual breakthroughs. How liberated and light I feel, how convinced that this change wrought in me will last forever, how impossible to forget what I have seen or felt or experienced. Give or take a few days of continual stress at work, conflict with someone, or perhaps a bad cold or stomach bug, and you feel you are back at square one.
