This life, the one here in this decaying body, is easily missed. I'm not sure when it started happening, but some where along the way of my journey I have become less aware of the present, less aware of the moments that I'm in right now. The longing to be somewhere other than in the moment seems to dictate my thoughts most days. Soon it's tomorrow, and because I wasn't present in the time I can't remember what happened five days ago. As I sit here, thinking about this broken down part of my life, I wish I could have a way to slow things down so I could remember to "Be Here Now" -John Mangrum
Oh coffee, today you are not doing much to help with the heavy eye lids threatening to ruin any chance of being productive. For days now I haven't been able to shake this brick wall of my body. I think I need a jack hammer anyone got one? If so I could use a hand pulverizing some brick.
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