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Aug. 13th, 2015 04:10 pm
Lull in the action, a break in the momentum & its vying inertia. There's so much that asks for doing and so little that can get done - it's hard living, thinking of what gets passed up in favor of what gets chosen.
It's just that in moments like these, as the summer concludes I have this thought of missing too many pieces, of having forgone too many wonders in favor of other wonders.
At this time, you know, it's a good life, but I think now, about how many other good lives I could have had - all the parallel & possible things that could have been but aren't.