Saturday, March 23, 2013

Time Loop

Ever notice how people age when you haven't seen them in years? Years that show up as crows's feet and skin that no longer stays taut. Taut meaning tight, taut meaning skin not crosshatched with wrinkles and brown spots. Spots showed up when you looked in the mirror and wanted to view yourself in the daylight. Daylight acts as a revealer, forcing reality. Reality often shows us the world spinning along and time moving too quickly. Quickly the years accumulate and your book of recollections expands like an accordion folder with files for every year. Year after year the calendar turns, rotating faster and faster through the months and memories. Memories of events that are secure in their place, unchangeable, and set firmly in time. Time that occupies a particular space in your life and won't relinquish its stories. Stories, once released tell about your years. Years.

1 Comments:

Blogger Fading redhead said...

Your active verbs and tight, short sentences had me feeling the ever-increasing years and lines—and effects of gravity! Oy. I'm grateful for (almost) each extra day and moment.

Effective writing, L. Enjoyed your photos at your Word-painting blog, too.
Jan

March 24, 2013  

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