Jump over to Gypsy Mama’s site and ride along for our five minutes of word-filled joy.
For me to be real here, I would have to confess that I am slow. Slow and distractable. Multitasking is not my game. I do not like to rush–it makes me cranky.
Yet years, recents years I spent leaning forward, jutting chin out to reach into the next minute. I found myself in a life experience that was missing a critical chunk of time. I spent 5 years trying to run fast enought that time would spin backwards and I could triumphantly claim those months as redeemed.
To be real, I would have to admit my complete and utter failture at gaining time, redeeming anything on my own or simply even being myself. Worth of all, the reality is in failing and rushing I pushed out so much of the just right now with dirty fingernails good enough and hurt us all in the push to get to next. There is no next. Just now is real.