I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: July 2024
Tearing the cellophane off a fresh new month, I realize 2024 is now half over and there are so many questions.
Where did the time go?
What haven’t I done?
What was I thinking?
When the year began not that long ago (six months to be exact) I had many plans. I had things to do (or things to be done), yet many of those tasks, projects, or obligations remain in a restless state.
It surprises me.
I thought I would have accomplished more by now than I actually have.
I am reminded, over and over, how much is still incomplete.
As I try to do things, again and again, I know I need to think more about what remains.
Summer, really, has just begun; yet that is but half of the seasons. For now, I will concentrate on the only one that really matters, right now at least.
We have longer days before us for another good month (at least). That itself seems like a reason to finish what I started and begin more things on my to-do list.
I would like the think now of the six months ahead, instead of the half dozen already behind me. Somehow it seems like it allows for more time that I can make mine.
07/01/2024 j.g.l.
