June 24, 2008
Here we go
1, 2, 3…
And it’s on. Another day, another set of issues. The hours and minutes drip down the wall as do the thoughts in my head. In a room with four walls and a door. The fluorescent lights buzz, but I don’t hear them anymore. The WHITE NOISE is everywhere here.
People coming and going, all with a purpose (or not?) - It does not matter to the lights. They keep on keepin’ on. When they finally die out, someone will be around to replace them. The circle is complete.
Okay…
Now, breathe. Slow the beat down. Where are you right now? Because Right Now is the only thing that really matters, right?
The cursor blinks to it’s own beat as I type. The cursor creates. Am I this close to God?
I am fragmented today, this day, this week - this life it seems. I lost a friend recently. I’m dealing with it the only way I can - to keep moving on.
Music calls to me constantly. Every single day - every minute of every hour the beat/song flows through me.
Disregard my insane ramblings. Life is good, Love exists.
The countdown to the next task in…
3… 2… 1…
