It's been a long time.
I looked up, and seven months had passed. Breakups, anniversaries, new moves, and new bonds have come into my life. I don’t think my conception of time passing is the same as it was during the before times. I don’t know how I feel about that. Or anything else, for that matter. So much is happening around us. And it sometimes feels like there’s no rest. What do you do when time swirls around you, then drops you off X number of days, hours, or weeks later?
I’m fond of saying that emotions are time travel. We are past, present, and future when we feel. That doesn’t mean it’s easy to allow myself to feel. Sometimes I balk at the magnitude of my emotions, of what they connect across all my experiences. I have lived so much life in this almost 41 years. It’s been a long time.
I cannot properly detail the thread of life, though I am certain that I have grown in ways that please and satisfy me. There will come a time when the sun sets on my existence, and people will remember, celebrate, and mourn me. I will go on, and my loved ones will be here to tend to the seeds we planted together. I sincerely hope these seeds will grow to nourish others for generations, should humanity have that long. There’s a lot happening with our species. We might not make it. Can’t say we had the best run, but maybe it’s time for the planet to heal from our presence and the harm therein. It’s been a long time.
In any event, I’m here. So are you. Let’s make the most of it while we can.