Friday, January 27, 2012


Life has been a quick succession of busy nothings.

Time slips by seeping into the ether carrying me forward regardless of what I want. Like a creek carrying a paper sail boat towards deeper water.

It's a funny thing Time. How it rushes and crawls all at once. Like the hare and the tortoise combined into a hybrid that is both fast and slow.

Over the past few months, Life has thrown down some challenges. And in response to these challenges, I have grown. I have learned to assert myself. To make declarations. To grab what I want.

I have been fooled by that wily Time. Fooled into thinking I could control It. But It has a way of taking you in a direction you didn't intend to go. You don't always have an idea of which direction you're actually headed. You just know you can't control it. That you must allow the current to take you where It must.

So I've surrendered to It and feel directionless in my writing, and thus, I have not written.

But I'm still here. My heart still beats. My body still moves.

And I haven't forgotten about you.

1 comment:

AnnetteK said...

Love this. When you do write, you write beautifully.