Days go by, I wonder why?
No, I don’t want you to answer it. I want you to listen. Or read and understand. That’s all one really needs. That’s all I need.
The days are going by so quickly lately. Happenings that were just 24 hours away feel like they went on weeks ago. I need to keep things written down just to keep track of what goes on in a Week in the Life of Stubby.
Which sounds much less meaningful that a week in the life of who I really am. My name would flow so nicely with it. Anyway, back to what I was saying.
The days are going by very quickly, and I am forgetting weeks and days at a time. I’m scared this is going to lead into months out of my life that I just cannot remember. And soon, at the end of the day, I will have nothing. I will have no money, not prized possessions. I will have no fancy car, no family, no pets, no friends. I will have nothing but the memories. Journals, Notebooks, Diaries, Facebook Notes, Pictures without stories behind them. I have them all. And this is all I will have when nothing else matters.
Life gets busy after a while. Soon the things we’re scared of letting go of become things that don’t mean much anymore.
Side note: I really like cold water and sugar. It tastes yummy.
