Like I'm a step and a half behind, or unable to see and hear clearly, slightly off-balance, dizzy I am out of sync with the rest of the universe.
Fumbling along. Frustrated. Stupid.
But, even though I feel out of it I know that life continues on. The garden teaches me this. I merely water. Every day. I don't even notice the new fruits until one day I look and sure enough, there they are. They've been growing all this time whether I notice or not, whether I feel synced up with the process or not.
I suppose I am growing, too. And the fruit will be noticed.