"she was so busy forgetting, she couldn't take a single step into the future." ~~ green angel (by alice hoffman)
this quote struck me as i read it this morning. i have been that girl before. stuck in the past - unable to enjoy the now because ... well, because.
i've been stuck on this pargraph for a while now, writing and erasing, and writing and erasing. i find it odd when i do that. and it's not because i don't know what i want to say, but how i want to say it. i have been thinking a lot about the impermanence of time. so i will leave it at that. apparently i have some more to ponder before i can write it all down.
during my trip, i kept a small journal of observations and writings on the road. it has slipped out of my purse and i am sad. i hope i find it soon - though there was nothing embarrassing, there was a lot the last day as i sat on a bar stool in st. simons. funny - with all the solitude of the beach and the salt flats, i wrote more in a busy restaurant.
today on my ipod: take it easy (the eagles), ghost of a good thing (dashboard confessionals), come away with me (norah jones), always on my mind (elvis presley), beautiful (india.arie), into the mystic (van morrison), where you lead (carole king), heartless (william fitzsimmons cover), anna begins (counting crows)