one day it will catch up with me. one day all of the people who have waited for me in my life will revolt, and i will be left with no one. undoubtedly.
i have six watches. none have batteries.
i don't live by time like you do. i don't plan things out based on the minute/hour/day/year system.
i feel them out and wonder where i'll be and how i'll be feeling and if i will be in the mood to wear a skirt that day.
you are always waiting for me. any of you. coffee date, lunchtime, beer downtown, trip to san fran, costco run.
time and i just don't get along. shouldn't say that. time and i just don't know each other very well. strangers. but i've heard a lot about time. and time has no patience for me. it doesn't ever slow down and understand that when i'm walking out the door to an appointment i, without fail, get a phone call of some kind of crisis and am waylayed and am therefore...late.
always late.
but in an alternate universe i'm early, i guarantee you. betcha.
for something really super great.
No comments:
Post a Comment