...faster than we care to acknowledge it's hard to look back and remember every little thing that has meant something to us, every little detail that has brought us to the moment we are in now. I feel there's been a lapse in my online communication with the world and with myself in a sense, a lack of feeling within, a lack of being able to see within because in all truth I've been waiting. Hoping in a sense that something would happen, something would lead me to write, to inform, to tell of a difference in my life an action, an emotion, or something in its entirety intensely different than any other blog I have posted thus far. But the more I waited for something to appear, the more lost I seemed to get, the less I had to say. The more time I let pass by without looking in or really trying to reflect, the harder its been to really explore where I am.. because I've noticed I am at a stand still.
While standing still has often been viewed as a bad thing, at least by myself. It's been a moment of despair, a waiting for something to happen, a need for an action to take place, I listen to The Band as I write and I sing along to the song Time to Kill.. which is definitely something I have found myself having more of lately.
A recent trip to Madrid this weekend, a reunion of artistic souls, of people from all corners of the world has brought my world a little bit closer to me. It's hard to explain what some people in our lives do for us, it's hard to put into words the emotions, the feelings that we feel when nothing is wrong, when all worries go away and all stress seems to evaporate. And I know that I will still have time to kill I will still be standing still in London while I wait for my next destination. But I know now that this is ok. There is no rush in life no reason to worry about tomorrow when today
is all we got.
is all we got. 