Fast Forward

18 Apr

Fast forward is the speed I am most accustomed.

You see, I am terrified.

Terrified of what I’ll miss, what I’ll leave behind.

So, I rush.

I go.

I run.

I flee.

As fast as I possibly can, I navigate through this little thing we all call “life”.

Without hesitation, I leap.

I dodge.

I dash.

I absolutely must find the quickest, most efficient way from Point A to Point B.

Stop and smell the flowers, you say?

Nah.

Those flowers are surely a waste of time.

Sure, I am certain they will undoubtedly amuse me with their ever so intoxicating scent. Their dazzling colors a welcomed distraction from a lifelong race.

But If you even think of actually stopping to experience them, I will leave you standing there alone in that pasture.

You see, I have to go.

I’ve already wasted so much time.

I am convinced I am missing something.

I just wish I knew what it was I was missing.

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3 Responses to “Fast Forward”

  1. GoonSquadSarah (@GoonSquadSarah) April 18, 2012 at 11:23 am #

    Same.

  2. Jen O. April 18, 2012 at 12:32 pm #

    I’m the opposite. I got so slow, things fly past me and I don’t know that I’ve missed them.

  3. fluttercrafts April 19, 2012 at 6:22 pm #

    you’re missing what you’re missing. near as i can tell, you’ve got it all if you’d let yourself see it.

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