Friday, June 15, 2007

I've been thinking a lot lately about time.

I keep having this feeling of being rushed through it. And I want to put on the breaks because everything is happening so quickly.

I feel like I don't have time to slow down and relax and read and write and be.

I feel like this centralization of thoughts and feelings and intentions and goals and dreams and perceptions and experiences. And this it out of time, away from time, timeless even. This is me.

Then there is the me that goes wait, what day is it? June 15th, 2007 at 3:40pm PST?
What does that arbitrary number mean? How is it different from June 15th, 1997, or June 15th 2017 or any other time and date?

And it feels like I'm slipping through time, and it's going faster and faster and faster and....

I can't catch my breath. I want it to slow down.

At least, today marks the birth of new things. The new moon and Lost Coast Media.

Alas alas for the things that come to pass.

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