Dust is gone

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written by owen on 2016-Jul-30.

I have been keeping a low profile since Cuba. What is life without experiences. Life is ever changing. People say that in the future these experiences might be useful but I am not so sure. I think people lie and steal. Most people do not know what they want until it is too late to change any of it.

I am behind on my personal projects. There is not enough time in the day and even less now that I am older. The older I get the more aware I am of my own mortality. Everyone has a story. Everything is in transition from one state to another. I may not be here tomorrow or next week. Arguing over small details is pointless. I need to learn to let go of the things that truly do not matter.

Things only come back into perspective when I go to my favorite place and watch people while I each lunch. Old people digging into their bags for expired credit cards. Basic school kids on a day field trip playing musical chairs in the food court. A Chinese family spoon feeding their baby. Old friends in conversation.  Interns looking for the best place to sit where they can be most visible in case they spot someone they knew from high school. For some people this a stop on a long highway. For others this is their daily routine until they can escape. For me I am just capturing the moment.

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