Carpe that Diem ©2017 R.D. Girvan
A little while ago, this happened: Three times in one day, I approached my computer to research… what? When I sat down, my mind was as empty as the search field. I had no idea what I had been about to Google.
Sometimes, memories scatter before me like tadpoles in the shallows, blurry black shapes highlighted against a ridged sandy shore. This time, though, there were not even shadows darting away. Nothing. My inner eye showed only an image of blank sand under a foaming wash.
All my life, I have enjoyed my intelligence, my mind. I love puzzles, puns, cool words and finding the perfect way to turn a phrase. Making a new realization, mastering a subject, taking a mental leap and landing upon firm logic – these things delight and fascinate me.
I have always envisioned my mind as a magnifying device – a telescope or a microscope – and will mentally “dial in” my focus when I am working hard on something. And that day, my mental telescope had lost its bearings and was gawking at a black hole. My microscope, dialed in all the way, was straining hard, illuminating a blank slide.
That experience made me decide: today. I do things I want to do today.
While I still can, right? Write.
Great insight. Maybe because I am a little older, but I came to the same conclusion a few years ago. Now, I’m all in! Thank you for reminding me. 😊
Albert
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Thanks, Albert!
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Oh my friend how I feel your pain. Just imagine if we continue along this path of forgetfulness how much fun it will be to become new friends. Always laughing with you.
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You can be my new best friend, any day!
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I found it some what poignant. The family history of course. Great writing rdgirvan!
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Thank you, Cindy!
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‘… showed only an image of blank sand under a foaming wash.’ a beautiful image! You’re
ba-ack, and, your Carp diem mind with you.
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Haha, I thought you would like that one, thanks!
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LOL> Well done.
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Thanks, Kev!
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