It's the sixth anniversary for September 11 attacks. I will not talk about the event; I will talk about time.

Everything is running fast. We are waking up, going to work, coming back, sleep, then wake up again. But the counter is non-stopping. Hours, days, weeks, months, and years are rushing and we are somehow incapable of catching up. Everything is being incremented. The date, the time, the age, the population. It's an irreversible momentum. How will we be able to catch up with that? As for me I don't want. If I can live the moment to the maximum I won't hesitate. Every moment we are leaving back will not be replaced in any circumstance. Even when you see your family after a period of departure they are not definitely the same; They aged, their features changed, their wrinckles are deepend, their bodies are bent, and their thoughts as well shifted. I prefer to have the morning coffee with mom NOW, not even a moment after. How I feel afraid of certain thoughts that sometimes pass my mind. And when they do, I feel nothing but the need to go back home and invest every moment with my parents. I want to stay there among those who I love and who love me for nothing in return. I want to see them age, I want to follow the process. I want them to feel me between them too. At the end, we work and travel and work and travel for what? To secure our future? But what’s the benefits of having a good financial future when those you love are gone?? I don't want to sound pessimistic and mystical. It's just the same thread that invaded my thoughts and makes me stop at it and think; Is all that worth it? Will all the money we gather will be capable of returning our good times? Will we be more confident about our futures when we make-fat our bank accounts? For me it's not. I am never sad for a penny I spend; I am never sad for an object I lost; But I am sad for the time I have been living abroad away from the people I love, from the people who care for me, from the people who stood by me during my early age and who are ready to give yet anything for my safety and happiness.
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