Monday, November 12, 2012

Let's stretch out this Monday.

Today is over in less than an hour and it's not enough. I need more. I need hours to shove into this hour. I can't say there's a real reason for me to be up and doing and thinking. I'm plenty tired, it's true. I've talked with those I care for, eaten food I liked, made it to the gym, put in several hours in a row at work, read some, written some more, laughed some belly laughs, caused others and on and on.

I also put some finishing touches on something I would only think about doing for a number of years. There were starts and stops, stops and starts. These past six months, I decided, once and for all, to put those dreams into action. And it unfolded. And, step by sometimes aggravating step, it became more and more of a reality. There's a lot of happiness in that. It satisfies a deep, deep desire of my heart to almost be at that finish line. And, now that the end is finally in sight, what's next? What else lies in store?

For starters, I can finally morph into one of those old men on a rocking chair, out on a porch, talking about the approaching storm, smiling, peering into that great beyond and wondering where the day's gone and how is it they keep getting shorter and I got to get up earlier tomorrow to get more out of it than I did today.

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