the distance between yesterday and today seems a bit faint while the distance between two days ago and today seem like light years apart. the distance traversed between two moments in the last five minutes seems like crossing a great crevase (or is it crevasse?) across a glacier. in fact, it is hard to even remember what motivated me to write before all of the grand distractions of the universe happened.

each day that i am given the gift of experience, i hope not to squander it on impefection or disconnection. i must remind myself that i am able to cultivate some wonderful things but i must carefully attend to the garden that i have been given