Time

Way to go, Time. Do what you do best, just waste yourself away. Strangely, the pain you are capable of inflicting is easily equivalent to the joy you can potentially bring. You usher people into our lives, ever so quickly and lead them to the exit just the same. Why? Why are we so bound by you?

You can make things seem like a second or an eternity. Memories aren't an exception, in my honest opinion. Though many think that memories last forever, well maybe some do but mostly over time... Things change, feelings fade and bonds break. As much as you aren't up for it, it'll come. It'll make the most joyous of occasions feel like a nanosecond, and the hardships of life stretch for a period of God knows how long. It'll test the foundations of what you've built upon, whether it stands or topples is dependent on what lies beneath the "surface". That's usually the case anyway, I'm not in cahoots with the universe or Time in any way, for the record. 

I guess what I'm trying to say is... I hope for you, Time to work a little magic. Please let me keep the people that are about to leave longer. Slow things down like in those music videos - The Scientist, Come Back To Me, All You Wanted. Use your remote control and hit rewind, pause or replay. Either one is good with me, just not play or fast forward.

Let the nasty come and go quickly 

but let those I cherish stay longer, deeper than in my memory. 

- c h e r

metaphorically speaking...

You know how certain situations can spiral out of control, and yet you can look at it and see a calm and soothing lake that projects nothing but serenity. DENIAL, man! As much as I'd hate to admit it, I have a tendency of psycho-ing myself to think things in manners I desire. Metaphorically, this is what happened.


I've been sitting in the same station wagon for almost 3 years. It's not an outstanding automobile, but it fulfills its purpose (getting me from point A to point B). It requires the every-now-and-then servicing/up-keeping/maintaining which would amount to a slightly more than preferred sum. It's been good to me and it's been bad to me. However, the bad times were always sugarcoated as it was always tunneled through with just 'one eye' as I chose to keep the other shut. I shook off plenty of the crap it brought me, almost too often... Till now.


Now, don't get me wrong I'm aware that everything has its pros and cons. So, why would I let the station wagon go if it just slightly fell short from the title of mint condition. Well, I slowly came to realize that I had more 'cash' than I knew. With more greens, an upgrade would be a cinch. But do I really want a new one? That being said, I've always been a sentimental person. I'd probably wrestle with myself, poke an eye out perhaps before ever coming to a conclusion.

*FINK FINK FINK* (LIKE POOH BEAR)

Hence, now... With a heavy heart, I've decided to release the wagon and make room for better cars. It's not that it wasn't a faithful companion through the moutainous roads and thunderous downpours. It was, in fact. But sometimes, if a certain thing, especially a car is 'destined' for you... You'll know it, for sure. You need not second guess yourself. At least that's what I was told. So, I hit the road, not to hunt for another car or at least not yet. But I know by His grace, the right one will come my way. As for now, I'll be hoping for better cars to come along, not for possession but for knowledge and experience in pursuit of one that will eventually be mine. While time and space is at work in making that happen, that designated spot remains empty, reserved for The Car.


- c h e r