What is left..
Life must be understood backwards; but… it must be lived forward.
What is it that I understand now that I can apply to the living of today? If I could change anything now, what would that be? Sometimes I feel I am running out of time. I am not sure if it is time that is running out or me, likely both, maybe neither.
What I feel is what I know. This is how I make my way in the world. Others are more empirical, often I wish I could be too. My knowledge comes from my skin and bones, and all that lies between the two. What I feel is my truth. My history is another story..How to reconcile the two and live today is my path now.