I am floating down a river on smooth glassy water. The roar of a rapid comes up to me on the cool canyon wind. Is it all the old (and new) war movies, seeing Europe as a land of evil and awful deeds? Is it the fear of responsibility for my young children? Is it the uncertainty in economic, political and other circles? What is that sound?
Maybe it is nervous energy and the desire for us to have the time of our lives. Perhaps it is the exciting idea of a month away from work. How great will that be?
Maybe it is the prospect that we are having the life of our times, while so many are not so fortunate as we.
But that sound has me awake in the middle of the night, typing on an iTouch screen while sitting on the toilet, wondering how much fun we will have.
Lots, I hope.
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