Revision

I live in a gap of time that is not important - only because I've come to learn what is important. Every time I learn something I forget something, like a tape being rewritten every time it's played.

For the longest time I could not get a hold on life - like a pebble constantly skimming the water's surface without ever sinking. I wanted to sink. Nothing was important to me apart from what was in front of me; it was that that became my obsession, no matter how trivial. I came to a point where I knew that I could only carry on this skimming.

I had to find something important, something worthwhile, and I had to remember it. Well, not remember it but keep finding it, keep relearning the one thing that really mattered. Not like being in love but continually and eternally falling in love. A life that would be so beautifully simple - that would be the meaning of life itself.

So now I know what is important, that that I must remind myself of and refind in habit.

I just have to find it first.

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