'There's no voice behind my mouth...'

'Row' by John Brion is still my favourite minuet of music in the world. It just takes me to such a calm place. Takes me back to those times I miss.

There comes a time where a face I once knew passes through my mind and I feel a pang, almost a yearning to go back to that particular time. Because I know now how things are,maybe just enjoy that last moment I saw them, not change anything, just 'knowing' what I do now. Sounds a bit bleak I know. Just makes me realise how fast time goes. This is what life is all about. And there's nothing I can do I change that.

Sometimes I wonder: 'why worry? What's the rush? Does it even matter?' There's too many amazing things I could be seeing,making,listening to,taking in, learning and thinking! Why fuss over the daft, silly things that in a few months,maybe weeks won't even matter anymore! I just carried away with these passing emotions and get a big caught up in them and feel they must be much more important than they really are. I obsess so easily over the tiny details in life, the details so many people gliding through life let slip through the net (and for the better!) why do I put myself through these things? It's too much energy.
Tomorrow is Christmas Day, maybe, If i take enough sweet time typing this, it might make tomorrow sooner than I thought. A day or sharing, caring and family fun. I'm looking forward to it,already I feel happy to be back home again. A time of focus and reflection where you can look back on years ago, and how things have changed. Did I think I'd be where I am today this time last ear? No. So who knows what my situation will be this time next year...I am hopeful.