Time (Again)

On too many days, this could go on my business card (if I had one):

Yup.

It seems if there is a way to not accomplish a goal, to move closer to making a dream a reality, I run with it.

And then I end up mad, frustrated, with the bitter tang of disappointment lingering in the air around me.

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How long before I get in? Before it starts, before I begin? -“Speed of Sound”, Coldplay

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Sometimes it’s two steps forward, four steps back. I want to succeed, to change where necessary. Yet on another level, I want to stay in the familiar, the known, even as I long for something … else.

It’s easy to find something else to do. To orchestrate things so I run out of time, so it’s necessary in its own way to keep plodding along worn, dusty paths. Then again … that frustration flashes in the sky once again, illuminating a horizon with something that, yes, could be harder, have costs while being richer.

Somehow, that spurs onward – hopefully upward – for further, for longer. (Maybe even to two steps back, eight steps forward until suddenly a new horizon is seen.)

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I’ll start before I can stop, before I see things the right way up. -“Speed of Sound”, Coldplay

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It’s time to quit trying to fix this all by myself because (to the surprise of none) I cannot.

There’s a Redemption Story waiting in the wings. I need to let it take center stage.

Time will tell if (when) I do.