Knowledge comes in many forms. In seeking answers we often question the norm. Mindless trivia, useless facts, the kinds of stuff you simply have to ask about; all the little things you wonder and bigger things that matter. You know you want to know more, you have to know. It’s curiosity.
Random thoughts on a morning walk, the day presenting itself and its glorious ways. Before the give and take decisions we must make. Concessions and compromise, duties must be fulfilled. Who knows how long this slight repose will last? Walk on.
Identity. Man, woman, father, mother, sister, brother, friend or foe. One or the other. Who are you? Co-dependent, rather questionably independent, beholden to no one else. Do you wonder? Misrepresented. Misunderstood, or mistaken for another. Image. Imagine who you could be. More than meaningful interpretation, we often change with the situation.
The sleep, the time, the daylight we have gained will only be taken back. In the spring we lose, in the fall we gain, a practice we continue, again and again. Will our lives change much over a meagre hour? Does time have its place, its privilege, or power to disrupt emotions; what is yours or what’s mine? Will it make any real difference?