These days; this time and the moments in-between. It is what it is, yet, sooner than you know will become what it was.

And here we are, suspended in anticipation and not paying attention to all we need to see. It is more than what needs to be, and far less than we notice.

We must become better observers. We are spectators, really, watching life pass us by. Onlookers. Bystanders: some of us more than others.

I’m still not sure if I need to see more or be more.

01/13/2026 j.g.l