Time

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To be doing what you dedicate yourself to means that time becomes immaterial. You’ll want more time, you’ll lose time, you’ll make time–but the doing…ahh, there’s the bliss. Why think about the time it will take when you can just go? It may be later than you think or sooner than others but think about it: All you have is now anyway.

~ Ronnie del Carmen, Time and Certainty.

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I’ve always been in a rush in the past, and to do what and to go where, I really can’t seen that now. I’ve finally accepted the constraints of the time I have and the things I can do with it. And, strangely, there seems to be more time than ever. More freedom. Many close friends have always asked me in the past why I never seem to stop to enjoy myself, to be creative, since that was what made me happy. It was obvious to everyone but me.

I’m writing everyday now. I’m reading books again, old favourites that I enjoy and new ones to discover. I’m currently attempting an adaptation of an old short story of mine into comic form as well. All these things I used to say I never had the time for. If I am this happy now, I can only imagine how I was not in the past, when I refused myself the very things that gives me joy.

Everyone says there isn’t enough time. They’re right. That’s why I’m gonna spend it doing things that bring this smile to my face or allow to shed true tears. There are no prison walls; I’ve no sentence. Today is mine.

Tomorrow, I think, I shall paint. Yes.

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Current Mood: Free.
Current Music:

  • Davíd Garza – Slave
  • The Pretenders – Angel of the Morning
  • Melissa Etherdge – I Take You With Me

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Credits: Image from The Hours (2002).

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