Note to Self

Stop trying to be somewhere else

This is where and when you are

Experiences from the past blend into an unknown and new place

Reality is remade at every moment

Nothing can be said for the future

But the expectations of it (that you cannot help but create) reach back into this present

A way for our finite minds to make sense of an infinitely detailed and unknowable slice in time

I mix experience with prediction and tell myself that I know where I am

An insect on a leaf in a surging river, seeing the familiar folds and surfaces, and hoping that where it ends there is another leaf, like there always was on the forest floor it knew

The past and future aren’t here and I cannot even know this moment in full

Every detail l choose to focus on expands into new worlds

My leaf will be pulled under very soon

How lucky to have had a leaf