Late for the Sky

Sometimes, things happen and you don’t really know how to react, though you know for certain that it has affected you. You see things differently, you hear things differently, and of course, you also start to do things differently. But still, you don’t really know how to react.

I guess that’s when you know you finally understand something. At least, for me, I always feel as if I finally understand something when I find I can't articulate it anymore. It's a funny thing. That’s when you start to trade in almost everything for a few dusty old records. And maybe we all like to talk ourselves up and make it seem as if it’s not on our mind. But in all honesty, who doesn’t think about it? Maybe we’re just trying to make it a little easier.

The gray of the sky is inviting and it’s making me think back to the Sunday mornings that happened some time ago. It all happened before I finally understood something. Really, only now do I realize the transient nature of everything. And I start to wonder, have I really been aware of the time going by?

If none of my words make sense, at least you’re home now.