days go by
Friday night. That feeling of being rich with two full days ahead and no plans. Time is passing so fast, weeks blinking by; I feel that I’m in a rushing river when I’d like to be on the bridge, looking down and playing Pooh Sticks. Reminds me of a Laurie Anderson lyric:
Days go by. And they just keep going by… endlessly.
Endlessly pulling you… into the future.
Yet there is also grace in this relentlessness. I am in my life; full of it. Finding balance, losing step, and finding balance again.
March 24th, 2007 at 7:07 am
I know exactly what you mean!! Well said!
March 24th, 2007 at 9:11 am
Being in the river, being the river, being on the bridge above and watching the river… all wonder full. Yes and yes again.