Pointless
After a dense night with multiple, complex dreams, a voice whispers through the door 'psssiu, they´re asking if you can work today at 12h' 'sure'. Slowly drag myself out of bed, too much considerations for the time of the day. Life isn´t at all as we expected it to be. Principles are just sentences that half the time ...don´t apply to real life. Coffee and shower, please...
Another phonecall: 'could you not work today, after all?' 'yes, sure, no problem'. Where's my sofa? Oh, another coffee please. Back to my inner world. Life still surprises me every day, not always in a good way, but then again, if surprises were for sure always good, maybe they wouldn´t be so much of a surprise. God c...loses one door and opens one window. What´s the difference between a door and a window, anyway?
Why
Out of the necessity to link past with present. Out of the necessity to emphatize that fine line that keeps my whole existence together, making me know that chronological order only exists while I want it to exist.
1 comment:
Great post, Mara.
The door we can easily walk through and see what's on the other side...the window, on the other hand, we have to crawl through and have faith that it's not to far a drop to the ground.
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