Time for Five Minute Friday. This week’s word: When
When will it end? When will it start? When will we get there? When can I? When? I’m sick of when. So much more fond of now. You don’t need to know when when you’re in now time. In now time you’re free, unencumbered, alive, so very alive, never alive-r, in fact…why the need to ‘when’? Bother the desperation that causes it and that it causes. When. An over-used, definitely least favourite word. Irks. Jarrs. Causes discomfort. Uneasiness. You can have ‘x’ when. You can when…. You’re going to be alright when…. It’s a word, a concept, that steals joy, sucks the life out of the here and now. Is menacing, threatening in it’s insistence on alternatively postponing or rushing. When – the bully. I wish I could banish it from my life.