Life is not a series of countdowns, so I'll stop watching the seconds tick by and instead I'll watch the sun trail across the sky.  Setting in surrender at the end of another day lost to the wind, wind chimes in the breeze reminding me it's still cold out and I'm probably still alone.  Don't wait, don't hesitate.  What we are gifted with by living in the present is nothing short of magic - tomorrow can wait, today needs you to be present.  Please live in the moment, please call when the urge strikes.  Please laugh out loud.  Damp eyes soften to the sounds of your voice, rising and falling across the airwaves.  I can feel your fingers tracing my cheek, but moments cannot be held and as quickly as you came you fade away.  Sometimes I get tired, and the seconds become less forgiving than the minutes... sometimes I start to wonder.  Left eye, right eye, I can't wait to feel your hand in mine.  If this isn't reality, if I'm not trying my damnedest to accept the way things are and enjoy the moments that will undoubtedly pass, I've lost.  Can you come pick me up?


ps thanks for the video, jack.