Speed

On my way to meet up with two friends of mine for a night's feast in sea food buffet... I walked down the 33rd street from Pen Station towards the Empire State Building...

Beautiful street scene and lively city.... a nice short stroll...

I felt happy and still do... being able to walk down the blocks like any other human being that I encountered along the way.

It was somewhere along this trip did this thought come to me again...

I had no idea what was to unfold then...

I still have no idea what is to unfold in the future...

One thing I do know is that...

Looking back to the point when I found myself on the ground with a piece of Raisin Brant cookie in hand to this date... almost a year and a half later...

I would say... it's been an interesting journey....

More specifically, "speed" is what makes this trip most interesting....

While I was operating on two speeds: slow and stop, it was as if I was on a train carrying me through all minor inconveniences on express track...

As I look back, I am sort of in awe how I could have just glide through them inconveniences in one piece and how much it entails... my quota... 8-O lol

So I ask myself this question...

Would I have preferred to have them minor inconveniences dripping down here and there on and off? Or would it be more to my taste to have it pour down like a storm so that I could get done with them in a shorter time frame?

The answer... a no-brainer...

Hit me as hard as you want to for as long as I could withstand it...

For, I know... when I am done with my share, the sky will be cleared... paving me a brighter path to move on...

And, I pondered... could it be that it is the coexisting speed of slow and fast that balance all things out and result in the disappearing sense of time.. time and again....