Time is a funny thing. When I was younger, my mom told me that the older you get, the faster time goes by and, being young and naive, I’d just think whatever and go on about my business. But now that I’m older, I’m realizing just how right she was. This year has gone by so quickly and it happened in the blink of an eye. I look back and see all the time that I have wasted in regards to my writing. I can’t blame it on lack of encouragement, because we as creatives need to be able to create even in a void. The creation has to be its own reason…not accolades or the encouragement of others or thoughts of fame and fortune. Those things may never come so we can’t depend upon them to spur us on. I have always written because I love to write. Even when it’s hard and the words aren’t flowing as freely as I’d like, I still enjoy doing it. It would be nice to have neverending positive enforcement but we can’t count on that so we have to just create in spite of it. So we have to stop wasting time because it’s going to continue rushing past us and one day we’ll realize that there’s no time left. We are the only ones that can write the stories that we have inside of us. Absolutely no one else can do it. Our words have weight and meaning that only we can give them. We mustn’t let the passage of time silence us. We have to keep writing so that our voice is heard. And our words will live on.
“Words are timeless. You should utter them or write them with a knowledge of their timelessness.” ~ Khalil Gibran