I\u2019ve talked about time before. In the 24 years of the WonderBlog, with three thousand posts, a search reveals I\u2019ve mentioned time in half of them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That sounds right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I think of this line:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons<\/p>\n\n\n\n
T. S. Eliot\u2019s Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. But let me read the poem to find the line. I dissect out this cross section:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nIn a minute there is time<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For I have known them all already, known them all:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
Yes, Prufrock. Time, like the green then yellow lemons on the tree. Hanging with promise for so long, ready for harvesting anytime. I could pluck it. Or cherish the unspent future.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lemons look great on a tree. I\u2019ve found the bright yellow promise can deceive. They age well on the branch, looking bright and cheery. I finally pick it to find a dry husk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I hate to waste time. I feel it move over me. My habits\u2014to see the morning, greet my day and make something of it\u2014are part of redeeming the time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But I don\u2019t always get what I want. I didn\u2019t expect to be out of work since September.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The sun rises without my help.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My best quote for the feeling is my own from The Russian American School of Tomorrow:<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe had crossed the International Date Line, so it was..yesterday? Tomorrow? Time hung spinning in the now with nowhere to land\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Time vertigo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On May first I signed a contract. The wheels touched down on the track again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am moving forward.Fast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh yeah. I missed this. I\u2019m good at this. It\u2019s high time I found my way back to it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Inertia can mean being stuck in one place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It can also mean gaining momentum on a path. I\u2019ll do that now. Holding my hands up on the plunge of the roller coaster..heeeere I go!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I\u2019ve talked about time before. In the 24 years of the WonderBlog, with three thousand posts, a search reveals I\u2019ve mentioned time in half of them. That sounds right. And I think of this line: I have measured out my … Continue reading