Saturday, August 29, 2015

August 29: Writing Prompt #241-I Can’t Drive 55

Take the third line of the last song you heard, make it your post title, and write for a maximum of 15 minutes. GO!
Shadows Grow So Long Before My Eyes
From the song: Baby, I Love Your Way  (Big Mountain version)

Show a child his or her shadow, and you’ll see how fascinating they can be.  They make us look really tall or really short, and they follow us around everywhere until they just disappear.  As adults, we recognize that when they are growing long, time is passing, and day will soon turn into night.  For young children, time is a foreign concept.  Tell them they need to wait for just 5 minutes, and it seems like 5 years to them OR they forget about the time at all and become absorbed in something new. For an adult in middle age, time is very real and begins moving faster than ever.  The shadows grow long more quickly than before, and all of a sudden you are grown, your children are grown, your career is nearing retirement, and your own death becomes something you are acutely aware of approaching.  That’s why we have to make the most of each moment; savor those times when you are purely happy and completely content; be observant; remember the sight, sound, smell, and feel of those moments because they move by quickly like our shadows disappearing with the setting sun.

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