On Tuesday You Realize Love Keeps Going...
we spend our lives in that 9-5, in that 45 in the line for groceries, in that 35 line on the drive to work, in that 25 second moment where we think everything is coming to an end. why are our days based on time and how there is never enough to get everything done? are we assuming too much of ourselves. every year, every generation assumes more responsibility for themselves. every year more people decide that they cannot take the fact that time is running out on them and on those that they love. sometimes time is all we have when things settle down and we find ourselves in the deepest pockets of our mind, holding some of our most private shreds of pieces that we won't even share with ourselves. we place them there for those moments when we think we have hit absolute bottom and reflect upn some of the worst times in our lives and we soon realize that things are going to be okay and that letting things take their course and not belittling our hopes with unrealistic expectations is the safest route. when is safe wrong? when i feel like i have a choice to be selective in my choices and harness the fact that I do control the outcome of things in my life, my choice to stay here or move to new york city to decide if she and i can make it apart by thousands of miles to choose to stay and start this business with a friend who is leaving to capture his lifelong goal, maybe helping me question what the goals are in my life, what do i want to achieve this year or this month or today? time ties up the loose ends in our minds...
