Every day we walk around carrying our hopes and fears for tomorrow, our regrets and celebrations of yesterday, and a strange indifference to the present.
We are more like passive observers than active participants
Because by the time we fully understand what the present has brought us,
it is probably too late
Is this the nature of emotions?
Always a second too late,
Always requiring some after thought,
or some reflection?
Or is our recollection
Just a form of protection?
To modify our introspection
Of our momentary disconnection
I often wonder why hind sight is 20/20
But foresight is often missing
Yet we spend more time predicting
and reminiscing than actually living?
Can I reflect on reflection
Remove the past protection
Resist the future projection
And be in the moment for a second
Can I be free
to be me?
For all the world to see?
To live without regrets,
without fear, without anger or jealousy
Can I chart a new path independent of where I came from or where I think I’m going?
Can one drive on a road and not know where it ends?
Can one treat the present as a gift that nothing can transcend?
Can I be free? Can I be me?
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