When the time comes…

..I’ll be waiting in line. There will be no announcement for those lagging behind. Time will pass, and those still waiting will be well kept in the lapses of memory. They will be missed but not mourned, much like someone you haven’t seen in ages but make no effort to visit. Surely by the time I get to the front of the line, I will be able to find my way to the beginning again.

It’s hard to decide what really deserves priority in the long list of things one does in a day. A friend suggested to me to put things in perspective or to take a look at “the larger picture”. To be sure, I was assisted in seeing the plight of others and how my own quarrels pale by comparison. Unfortunately, the larger picture has now become part of my lists. The grand scheme always gets top spot, but since it does, the rest of the list is in complete disarray.

Something will happen soon. I’m not sure what, but consider this your foreshadowing. It might be a small event; it might be a large event. But an event it will be. It will again change my perception of things, though whether it aides my focus on daily objectives is a toss-up. One can hope.

Again, I find myself writing here when my words are better put to use in my academic work. Ha! Academic work. I just made homework sound a bit more important. Look how proud I am.

I ramble to kill time.

A small list:

• Photography has changed my life
• I would love to write for a living
• Graffiti is art
• Change is bad in the best way.

This is the end.

–Chris