You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching.

-William W. Purkey

the clock keeps ticking. each and every day. things accumulate, both physically and mentally. scars heal, but left are the emotions and physical wounds of what came about. the world spins, things are born and then die. ideas come and go, actions progress and then stall like traffic, inching closer towards a destination only to get out and start again. it seems it is all going in circles, but with the hours and the days there is change. the weather reminds us if this, the seasons and the clouds, coming in and going out just as our moods change, only to settle back to a constant.

is their meaning in it all and does one have a choice in their destination? if we do not choose our family, the time we are here and what we look like, do we make any other decisions? i often hear from others… i keep the doors open at the office, i keep going in, because i do not know what else to do. i am frustrated, not all the time, on top of that things are not great with my loved ones, with my family, with my health. but most of the time. these are almost the same the situation you find yourself in in within the cards dealt. your wrist hurts, you dont have the best nose, your uncle is crazy, if it could have simply been 20 years early. these anomalies are closely attached to the big picture. thing are universal, the beauty and the imperfections run through it all. the genius with the stupidity. the good with the bad. in the rear view mirror everything looks better.

we want the past, we gloss over the imperfections, the nostalgia of it all makes those days so much better. one wise man said that thinking about the past causes depression, too much in the future anxiety, so be in the here and now. in principal great, but our memories and minds do not work this way and we are constantly reminded of the things to come and the days gone past. in the photos on our book cases and in our calendars are the today and tomorrow. avoiding it is not possible. what is perhaps easier is to not yearn for it, or fear it, but to simply accept it as a moment on a clock, in a life, going around in circles and insignificant to anyone other then yourself.