A short note I wrote to myself today.
There is only so much time… an unreasonably short amount of time… no matter how much of it there is… It’s running out… It’s running out and I haven’t even scratched the surface… I am paralyzed by the possibility and gobsmacked by my own inability… to start… to afraid of… what? …the possibility… the possibility…. the lack of possibility… and everything is there… staring you in the FACE as you RACE to your inevitable demise… but still you drag your feet and fail to see… the possibility… me.
