Movement

We are moving. Here we go. We are moving. Don’t look back. Moving forward or back, it doesn’t matter. What matters is that we are moving and here we go.

Did you know that you can text God? I tried to today and the message sent. I asked him to be with me as I move. Funny, he never responded. How very unlike God…

Did you know that they had to replace the soil under the Leaning Tower of Pisa? Mhm, crazy I know. They started the project in 1990 and finished it in 2001. I’ve never been able to stick with anything for more than a couple years, tops. What can make a person more persistent than another? I’ve always wanted to take a picture next to the Leaning Tower and look like I was holding it up.

Did you know that I wake up every night at 2:22 am exactly? I also seem to glance at the clock at 2:22 pm everyday. Every time. It’s starting to weird me out. Oh and from time to time, more frequently now, I look at the clock at 8:48. It reminds me of 1848. I wish I could have lived during that time.

Did you know it’s the end of the world?

I see a long path ahead of me. My knees falter and I collapse under the weight of knowing that I have to travel to get there. I don’t know what will be on this path. I could try to predict and have expectations, but I know for a fact that they will be broken. If there is anything that I finally learned is to shut my mouth and not get my hopes up. On my knees, I see the most glorious clouds.

We are moving. Somewhere. Somehow our feet are able to put themselves in front of each other and go. We are moving. Did you leave anything behind? Wait! I think I did…