Right now, as I write this, I am sad. There is moisture in my head. My lips are heavy. If I were to stand a force greater than gravity would make me sit.
We are all sad at different times for different reasons. We are recharging. We are grieving. We are afraid for a future that we cannot predict. We are broken. We are tired. We are stuck. We are at odds with the universe. We are at odds with God. We are at odds with strangers. We are at odds with friends. We are at odds with ourselves. It happens.
Sadness is a lens. It allows you to see what is in front of you. Your father’s frailty was always there. Now it is in focus. Your mother’s concentration as she puts on her glasses to read an email. Your friend’s soft smile as she shuffles a deck of cards. They were there. Now you see them.
Sadness is a glass cage. You observe your own actions as an audience member watching a film. You hear your own voice in conversation. It is hard work. Words come slowly. You miss the connections between things. You are present, but you are not present.
Sadness is a process. Inside the gears are whirring. You will discover things.
Sadness is a veil. The light is there. But it is hidden.
Sadness is fleeting. All things pass.
Sadness is necessary. It holds us back from the things that hurt us.
Sadness is a map. There are paths. There are mountains. There are valleys. There are peoples and prizes. Here be dragons.
Sadness is a web. You are stuck to you. We are all stuck together.
I am sad because I am tired. I am sad because I see jagged machines rising over the horizon. I am sad because I do not understand myself. I am sad because I am not sure if I will make the right decisions.
Sleep on it. See what changes.