now’s the only day

I’m in flux. I’m writing every day but only because I said I would. I’m well aware that my posts lately are just funny little screenshots of certain things that somehow reflect some portion of the larger picture I’m looking at, but between what I’m looking at and what’s actually going on writing about it in a daily fashion just isn’t in the cards. Maybe later, right now I’ve just got to go to ground. There’s too much going on and not enough at the same time. I’m just trying to remember that now’s the only time I know, and to be with it as it appears, stop trying to force it into corners and around walls and over/under things. Just sit with it. Just be. Breathe it in and let it go.