We get older. As we do, it sometimes seems regrettable that we may be running out of time to say what we have to say…need to say…and do what we have to do. So much effort in life is spent trying to support having the time to do what we deem important, that it often seems that the important stuff doesn’t get done.
There isn’t enough time.
Then, of course, there is the fact that what we may deem important to do to improve the world around us is not something others will see the importance of. We are each doomed to practice our own brand of insanity. Or not.
My life has been full of Or not moments. I may have chosen Or not too many times. Or not.
In the last quarter of my life there were times when I did not choose Or not. The Observer in me recorded the words. I spent much of the past year sharing some of them.