There are things about my life that I really enjoy, I want them to last. Often times they are gone the following day. And it really does not matter how much time that I spent planning for them, praying for them, thinking about it, it’s just gone. Perhaps just because I am over it, yet I spent so much time dwelling on it, obsessing over it even. I so wanted to keep it, hold on to it; but it was like holding on to water, and I wonder, was I even able to enjoy it while I had it to enjoy, because I wanted to keep it that same way forever?
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