I find myself needing to slow down. There was a song Emmy Rossum released years ago. I feel the embodiment of those sentiments. “Moving so fast, I’m forgetting my purpose…” Do you ever feel like that? Like you get so caught up in the daily blur of distractions, this business of Life, you forget why you’re even doing what you doing? You forget yourself and slowly succumb to the madness of survival? For me, usually such feelings manifest whenever I have an idea, and I pursue it to ...
prolepsis
Living on the Edge
Oh, today I am not in a good mood... I'm beyond angst. Living in a proleptic state can be unbearable sometimes, surviving somewhere between the "now" and "not yet". Though, after years of dwelling here between the lines, I find my reality less daunting, even in moments such as this. Like an acrobat who's trained to walked on a thin wire suspended hundreds of feet in the air, I've grown accustom to my new habitat. I've acclimated to this freakish elevation. Sure, one false step and ...
