Time – Pink Floyd – Dark Side of the Moon
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Sometimes I wonder why people show up at my door? Why people want to spend time with me? I am a recluse that loves meeting people, hearing their stories, and then they go away – thankfully. Is this oxymoronic at best?
My life’s goal and dream is to own an old truck and old Alaskan truck Camper and just have enough money to travel place to place seeing and experiencing the mundane and ordinary and celebrating it! One friend says “you are so specific in your wants, in what little you buy – albeit expensive – but odd”. What does that mean? I could simplify to almost nothing and live.
Why do people come back – to have me entertain?I was friend requested by one person that actually interests me –
and the poignancy of Bukowski –
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you’re older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.