Today I am looking for adventure, but none of them seem to compare to those of this past weekend.
Autumn is chilly. (I’m either crazy, or the weather is, but I think I even saw a snow flake). It is the best type of weather for companionship, but the worst weather for being alone – at least at times. This past weekend I had the former, presently I have the latter. I stole an extra five minutes last night, but it still wasn’t enough.
Sometimes I wish that life was more like our stop-motion video from last night. I wish that it was simply a bunch of frozen moments that when thrown together discover life. I wish that each moment could remain frozen like that forever, but yet still find life when each one is remembered in sequence.
But maybe I am wrong and life is, actually, like that. Except maybe we are not frozen in past moments, but are, rather, living in the snapshot of a new one. Then one day when we near the end I will play this all back and a beautiful story will be told.