Days Fly By Like teh Speed of Light . .
. . So I may as well do something enjoyable with those flashing seconds.
Last night we ran for nearly two hours, but it seemed more like barely one. On my way home, I still had the feeling I was missing something. Well, more like missing out on something. Luckily, what I'd just learned from Sensei DCS is that it wasn't really there anyhow!
What I know and what I feel are so often light years apart. Even as they switch places in the focus of my consciousness. This is, well, despite the amount of morosity I so frequently create from that fact, really quite amusing.
So I'm a keep on running.
On the ground.
In my skin.
Where my fears and desires can fight it out amongst themselves while I get my shit together and enjoy the moments.
They fall behind too damn fast.
And if I ever need one back, well . .
Memories are for later.