Day Six Hundred and Ninety Nine
Wednesday, 25 January 2012, 1.24am
Turkey sandwiches, homemade Macaroni Cheese, late afternoon cloud gazing, and midnight swimming…
When your world is filled with ‘To-Do Lists’, your mind creates lists of its own. These lists are more desirable, more fun, more enjoyable. They result in a reduced mood and procrastination. Except, when time arises, these lists disappear and become irrelevant. Why?
Perhaps, whatever people decide to do with the life that they have been given is success. Anxiety fills me, wondering if, when my time comes, I will bear regrets like burdens. Regretting is awful. Painful. Irreversible. Final.
“We carry all these things inside that no one else can see. They hold us down like anchors, and drown us out at sea.”
