Why is there never a gap between one day’s ending and the next’s beginning? Don’t say it’s sleep because I’m here not asleep.
A little break of a few minutes, a few hours, 23 hours or even, sometimes, 24 hours would be marvellous.
A break from everything around. A break just to be …. whatever we needed in that moment or, more accurately, to be …. whatever I needed in that moment.
A pause button on life. Not a rewind nor a fast forward but simply a pause. God, I could do with one of these.
It’s not to be though.
The only pause is the long one that comes right at the end of life and I’m not quite ready for that.