Every morning, I wake up. Was I there a moment ago? Maybe. Sometimes it’s difficult to tell. Most often, I’m not thinking about “a moment ago.” I’m thinking about “a moment from now.” As I get up, and move about the house, I am suspended in “a moment from now”: make the coffee/breakfast shake/etc brush […]
“You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling.”
Life’s play is swift,
Life’s playthings fall behind one by one
and are forgotten.