we were going to the airport that afternoon. i didnt really know what for but it didnt really matter. i was happy to be out of the ordinary for once. my father was driving in his little golden honda. my brother and i in the back. it was a wonderful sight. the sun was low on the horizon yet never seemed to set. we held a sheet above our heads with the windows rolled down. i didnt hear anything but the sound of air rushing through the cabin. the overwhelming feeling of the sheet moving in and out. entertained by the sheer sight of it. no speech was necessary to enjoy it. this was one of those minutes i would give my life away just to have it back. it is one of those moments that muster up a little bit of respect for those that have fallen from the heights of my mind. i was happy. i was smiling. i was oblivious to everything else in the world. all that was important was the moment i was in. to set myself apart like that again would be heaven on earth, but once a moment has passed it may never return, and as you grow old the pins of heaven grow further and further apart on the clothesline of happiness. the same things are no longer beautiful anymore. i wonder sometimes what it is i hold onto then in these emotions and memories. do i want the happiness back that has passed? or am i simply diverting my thoughts for the moment. time will tell i suppose. for now i will listen to those old songs. i will love what i can feel. i will give it all everything. and i will keep moving, just as long as you do.
tim.
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