Frustrated

Posted: January 17, 2011 in Reflections, Storytime

He walked back and forth, occasionally glancing at the monstrosity on the far corner of the room. It hadn’t always been a monstrosity – but unanswered questions, unprovoked gestures, and awkward silences had exponentially taken a gentle, rhythmic giant to a overtly ostentatious beast. A raucousness of sharp clangs along with uncoordinated and tumultuous steps at an instant’s notice drove him to frustration. “Why now?”

Swarm. The day’s schedule summarized in seconds. Could-do’s became Must-do’s. Might-do’s became Must-do’s. To-Do’s became Must-do Now’s. Must-do’s became burdensome. A glance at the clock; it was reining. “What for?”

Reflect. Murals of vibrant memory clips separated by a thin strand of logic become sequential events. Much like a reel of film. And just as cumbersome to roll up tidily if carelessly left to its own will. “Why not?”

Release. The countdown, the anticipation – the fear. “When?”

 

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