Nothing means more than what it meant in that moment, for those few seconds. Everything has its value that it has in those few moments. If you can keep the feeling then that’s amazing, but if you can’t remember what it felt like then that’s it. There will be another memory to replace that memory, another feeling to replace that feeling.
Does anyone remember a time when feelings lasted more than a few minutes? When we knew how to cherish people and emotions. When lingered on…
Ahhh the lingering. That was everything. Emotions spoke, told an entire story. We let them. We weren’t scared of those lingering emotional minutes, hours, weeks, that just wouldn’t go away. We sat in their glow.
No matter how trivial, we knew what they meant. We knew we were going to look back at these emotions and memories and would want to catch up to them. But now-now we don’t have time to catch up to what hasn’t even occurred yet. We are escaping ourselves because the memories are too hard to realize. What is the future but a disaster waiting to happen, anyway? Or it could worth lingering in. Something that glows in wild. Something that takes our breath away. Not all disasters are damaging. Not all damages are disasters.
Let’s find a disaster for our lives we can linger in and let the warmth of the glow guide our way to our next move.
To Whom It May Concern 