May 14, 2011

In Time

I am impatient for things to happen. So sometimes I pretend that they have already happened. Like when I walk down the street, I sort of pretend I am someone else. I pretend that the one man I have always loved finally loves me back. That I am a diplomatic attaché currently living in Washington, D.C. between posts. That I am fluent in French, Spanish, and Arabic.  And that I finally published that novel ruminating in my mind since I was 14.  I feel the truth of all these things. And I feel better for a few brief moments despite their actual fallacy.

I suppose it's easy for one to dream and yearn about such things. I have so much luck and now I want to stretch that luck further towards the above items. But then I wonder if any of these dreams are right or selfish? I do not wish to be a creature of discontent. I have been that creature and I hated myself for it.

So, here I am, hoping for a richer experience and knowing that such an experience can only be found through my own invention. And so off I go to invent!


  1. Dream away Emily...and soon enough your dreams will come true....all "In Time" as you say...all in perfect time...just be who you are...a beautiful flower...and wait patiently for the magic to happen...because it will!
    Love to you...

  2. So beautifully put! I feel it, too, it gnaws at your soul--that feeling of discontent. I remember that line from While you were sleeping "if he reeeeally knew you, he would, of course dump the perfect model he was with, and realize that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you." I think you could probably relate that to a lot of things in life. Just keep us posted--we LOVE to hear! XOXO


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