twenty four
This is the view from my couch, the door leading upstairs.
The other night, as I lay on my couch (moaning) because
I could barely walk after having spent the weekend
installing a new kitchen floor, this is the pattern
that was created by the sun streaming through the windows.
24.
X marks the spot.
24 times.
So then, of course, I had to start wondering…. 24 what?
24 words, 24 chapters, 24 people to miss.
24 years, 24 days, 24 hours.
I like that one the best. 24 hours.
I think that was it. A simple reminder.
There is only ever today.
And I am here.
October 18th, 2012 at 8:50 am
Only is a big word….at least 24 syllables…
October 18th, 2012 at 9:04 am
it really is the best number, when you get right down to it.
October 18th, 2012 at 1:27 pm
Love that . . .
October 18th, 2012 at 1:40 pm
Absolutely, and 24 flipped is 42, the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything via Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.
October 18th, 2012 at 10:10 pm
Grrreat!!!!!
October 18th, 2012 at 11:14 pm
Incredible!
October 19th, 2012 at 2:29 pm
When I’m going crazy with busy and to-do lists, that’s what I tell myself: I have this day. This moment. Don’t blow it by looking anywhere but now. (Cool light splash!)
October 19th, 2012 at 8:19 pm
I love this. And I’m sorry I haven’t been out and about much lately. Your place, your photos, and the accompanying words, well it’s always such a pleasure to visit. Take care and hope you’re not still moaning.
October 25th, 2012 at 10:22 am
Oh my goodness. YOU ROCK. You make this world a better place by reminding us of what is truly important. Thank you.