With each keystroke the moment passes and it is gone. Deleting what I’ve written won’t change that; the world has moved on. Children have been born; lives have been lost; lovers have kissed their first awkward kiss. All this has happened millions of times in the minute it has taken me to type these clumsy words. Life goes on, and it pauses for no one. Memories of pleasure fade. Pain recedes. The mind wanders and wonders.
But these are just the words I write. I share what I want and hide the rest, as whim and fancy suits me, my internet personality becoming an entity of its own — both a reflection of me and a self-created persona, perhaps quite different from the reality.
As I lay here, thinking, typing, going over the events of the last year or so, there are moments that stand out. Moments that I would love to relive again and again and again. Moments that I can’t believe ever happened to me. And for once in my life, I’m glad I’ve kept mementos and photos to remind me. Because that was the past, and it is the future I have to deal with now — a future that presents even more challenges than I was facing before, even though, perhaps, I didn’t know it.
–All original content in this post is by (c)BluHarmony with all rights reserved.
–All original content in this post is by(c)BluHarmony with all rights reserved.
August 29th, 2008 at 10:06 am
there are times when the future seems bleak, be it personally or on a global scale. but for the most part we muddle through it, make it happen, and store away selected memories. if we can find an oasis in the that barren wasteland called tomorrow, then perhaps it is all worth it.