A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days. — Goethe
This morning the moon was bright and full when I went out to my car to go to work. It was one of those amazing Autumn moments that made me realize how quickly time passes. In fact, my brain immediately started singing Buddy Holly lyrics, “Everyday, it’s getting closer, going faster than a rollercoaster…”
I’ve been thinking lately about school, and how lucky I used to be to have clear demarcations of time for change and growth. Work life with its scant two-week vacations seems to stretch on interminably. It would be nice if every May someone handed me a certificate telling me that I’d totally achieved what I set out to do in the past nine months, and then told me to spend the next three months enjoying myself.
Barring that, perhaps it’s important to make our own rituals, things that cause us to pause in our tracks and look at what we’ve done.
Funny, I started to write this on Wednesday. Today is Friday, and I found out yesterday that I have cancer. I’m still processing of course, but as far as that mental break where suddenly everything important becomes clear and the rest falls away… Now I have that. Funny how it goes.
I will probably be writing more about this journey in here, for those that care to read it.