winter
suddenly the days become so short, one blink and
it is pitch black night in the middle of the afternoon. The shops are
proclaiming it's Christmas.. this can't be right, it's only October. It
is
colder, noticeably so... sunsets are so much more beautiful, the orange light of
the setting sun beaming through the trees whose leaves have begun to change to
yellows and reds
the short days seem to
accelerate and quite suddenly it is November already. All plans are clearly
behind schedule, now, the pace of the Universe seems to accelerate and we have
to run to catch up
getting up in the
morning is such a horrid task when you wake up to a cold house... but then some
days you come out into a world that is cold but crisp with a piercingly blue sky
and a clear crystalline air and for a few seconds it is a beautiful world until
you remember that it is very late and you won't arrive to work on
time...
You exchange words, you stop at
the red lights and look around seeing the hieratic expressions of the people in
their cars, wrapped and isolated from the outside world that envelopes us in its
many layers of horror, routine, attraction, wonder, pain and
boredom...
And then you get a scare and
an intimation of mortality, you will not always be here. You pull by the side of
the road, catch your breath, can only see bubbles, You say to yourself 'it is
not due yet'. But it is never due yet... "i'm not due yet, of course, you all
say the same thing..." -no point in challenging the man in black to a game of
chess...
Posted: Tue - October 28, 2003 at 01:01 AM