What will you become? I passed a girl in traffic last week her face was familiar - she went to my high school I couldn't tell you her name or any describing attributes but I reacted when I saw her driving a SUV with car seats and smoking a cigarette - what had she become?
How can I have expectation for someone I didn't even know? Strange how I arrange it all - organize life until it makes "sense" but nonetheless it got me thinking...what did I become more so, what WILL I become? So much life - movement- choices - weather - loss - birth - hope - despair to hold us/drift us. How will you take care of your suitcase? Surely you have bricks in there - we all do. So what are you going to do? What are you going to become? A shaking question.
I don't know.
Then today I heard Michale Franti sing..."There’s just one thing that I got to say I won’t let another moment slip away" Sometimes I get so caught up in looking for the perfect house to buy I forget I can start building my own.
Unfinished - unplanned - just right - with time.