The gentle touch of twilight moves the evening along, and I missed the whole of daylight by doing. I cooked and clean; did the wash and checked my watch; worked and waited; and then talked of nothing at all. A myriad of missing stretches across my mind, and Im not sure Ill be able to reconcile the living with the doing.
They say things like, youre still young, those things can wait, and focus on your future.
I saywhen does this mystical, finish line of doing appear, and when is the sudden grace of living bestowed? Im asked to follow a plan scheduled down to the second with things penciled-in in between, but this is not my choice. Im choosing, no. Waiting into the dusk of my years will not happen because living just doesnt happen. When time moves my twilight into evening, I wont have missed the whole of daylight by doing.
They say things like, youre still young, those things can wait, and focus on your future.
I saywhen does this mystical, finish line of doing appear, and when is the sudden grace of living bestowed? Im asked to follow a plan scheduled down to the second with things penciled-in in between, but this is not my choice. Im choosing, no. Waiting into the dusk of my years will not happen because living just doesnt happen. When time moves my twilight into evening, I wont have missed the whole of daylight by doing.
So, how was studying? My car was sopping wet on the passenger side. Luckily, I was driving alone.