Saturday, November 29, 2008

Wake up. The sun is trying to shine but your fingertips remain frozen shut. You drive between the lines anxiously avoiding cars, either as they slice you on the side, or slam you from the back. You really have no clue as to where you are going. Somehow you get there, stop and think about what you were doing--and you don't know. You get up and walk. You see others, but you don't stop. No one really knows you, so why should you stop walking? Your life consists of getting from point A to point B. No thoughts, no feelings, no purpose lies between those two dots. Your life is an attempt to connect the various dots which lie within your viewfinder.

Hopefully these dots will create something beautiful when you're finished.

1 comment:

jmv said...

you didn't tell me you're a writer. !!!!!!!