It’s odd how the view changes just by tweaking time. When I look around this room today, I see everything as it currently is, all my books, my music, and this computer. It’s all just sitting here. But if I turn the time ahead by a couple of years and look back at everything, the first thing I’d question would be, why didn’t I enjoy a doughnut with my coffee, instead of struggling through that cottage cheese?
Why was I postponing life? Was I saving it for later? All of the books, the music, everything else
has no options. It stays as it has
always been. The pages of the books may
become a little yellowed and the music may lose its relevance, but I was free
to just be. So, what was keeping that
life preserver wrapped around me? Was I truly
afraid I wouldn’t survive the storm of life?
Was I to stay at the water’s edge, and keep testing the temperature with
my toe? Why didn’t I jump in with both
feet.
“Hi World, ready or not, this is
me.”
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