It’s the fraction of a moment when you first wake up where things are full of potential. Look out a window, take a deep breath, yawn, stretch, sigh, maybe pray for a moment or simply be. And then reality sweeps in. The crushing weight of … fear, loneliness, grief, hopelessness. Futility. I remember a time…
Tag: time
Things change
No kidding. And Life’s not fair. But Eventually it all comes out in the wash. Ugh. The cliches generate that icky taste in the back the throat, perhaps as much for their overuse as for the kernel of truth that rankles. It’s truth that one hates to acknowledge as truth. Yet here I am. Everything…