"Life must be understood backwards; but...it must be lived forward." ~Soren Kierkegaard
I snagged this quote from my Dale Carnegie's Secrets of Success iPhone app the other day...
Chewed on it like Bea chews on her pink fuzzy blanket.
Thoughts erupting like teeth through toddler gums.
Painfully pleasurable. Distinct. Faux permanence. Fleeting.
Bea's current favorite letter is the letter Z; she hasn't learned the alphabet yet.
"Zzzzzzzzzzzz."
The omega longs for alpha. A cycle so adorned.
Bea gets the end of things. No more play. No more TV. Time for bed.
We long for new beginnings. No more pain. No more mistakes. Time for rebirth.
The truth of going through the back to the front and not around.
Poetic license renewed with mindful presence dawn after dawn after dawn.
All brought to you by the letter Z and a pink fuzzy.
Happy Friday. No I haven't been drinking.
