I haven't written anything in so long, though there is much I have to say. I've started four blog posts, deleted three, and am on the verge of deleting the fourth.
I feel like time is running out. There is a need for silence and yet, there is a time to talk, and there is a time to think. There is a time to sleep, and a time to eat. A time to wander through the thicket of my imagination and a time to straighten out the fabric of a ruffled and tumultuous life. There is a time to kill memory and a time to build memories, a time to swim and a time to bask in November moonlight on rooftops so lonely only to make domes for the selfish and cold. Purple lips. There is a time to seek refuge in the black and white of photographs when color becomes aggravating to sight, a time to hate murderers and rapists with every ounce of your soul. Murderers smell flowers and rapists write poetry, but the deed is still done and the war goes on. So much beauty in this world, but so few admirers. There is a time for laughter, and a time for sneers, a disgusting word so often seen upon the faces of apathy. A time to hold your head up high so the tears would flow back in, and a time to aspire. To dream. Of nightmares. The monsters have always been there, and I have always been afraid. These nights, I pretend I am not afraid of the dark, and walk calmly to my bed. But there is a time to run because the monsters lurk close behind, and a time to leap across fallacious finish lines.
There is a time for everything. I seem to have fallen out of time. A little girl mistook me for her mother today, and smiled at me sheepishly when she realized she had grabbed the wrong hand. I winked at her and smiled back. There is always a time for smiles. There is always a time to smile.
There is a time to walk through an ocean of sunlight and a time to dance in the rain. There is a time to hug, and there is a time to keep old friends in mind. There is a time to forgive, a time to forget, a time to fail, and a time to succeed. Hope does not give up so easily Pandora.
Dance.
Sing.
Write.
Love.
Laugh.
Live.
Smile.
