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I'm late, I'm late, for a very important...anything!

"I wanna go to a place where I'm suspended on ecstasy
Somewhere between dark and light"

I love when something has been on my mind and everything around me seems to run perpendicular with my thoughts. Here is what I mean by that: I have really been thinking about the meaning of Time! And I have just started reading The Diagnosis by Alan Lightman. Which at first glance would have nothing to do with time but in a way it does. The book focuses around a guy who has been overcome by some strange illness and no one seems to know what is wrong with him. But I have discovered an underlying theme about a sense of urgency. In the beginning the main character was intent on finding out what was wrong with him. Not necessarily what it was but just getting a diagnosis as quickly as possible. Then he loses his job because he fail behind. His own son even communicates with him via email. His whole life was consumed with how quickly things can get accomplished. But because of his illness he is forced to take a step back. He has begun to notice the little things in life. And this spoke to me:

"I wanna go to a place where time has no consequences"

I have always hated being late! Like Hate! And being in college has not helped this! I always feel like I am fighting against time! How can be the one on top..get information faster, etc. And then I graduated. And a strange peace has come over me. I still hate being late but I have calmed down on my need to know. I used to think that I wanted to live in a city surrounded by lights and sounds. But now I realize that I need to live someplace peaceful. Being in college I felt that my life was on pins and needles.

I was so distracted that I didn't have time for the things that I love. Which should never happen. The world should never distract you from what you love. Or even worse make you forget what you love. I just need to time to sit and think...and I feel like I never have that. Just time.... I just wanna go to a place where I can hold the intangible

I think India.Arie was on to something when she wrote Beautiful....
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