Dealing with time and clichés
Time can be a tricky thing. You can get terrorized by the bearing of one minute, you can find yourself praying for a bad day to end when it’s 24 hours seem infinite, and you can be amazed of how fast one year has passed and gone, feeling like it was just yesterday that it all began… On my last post I had said I would write during one hour every day for the next 27 days, but the truth is that when it comes to writing, my brain cannot stick to a tight schedule. Some days I wanted to write in the middle of the night for a whole hour, and some days I didn’t want to write at all. To be honest, most of the time my mind was lingering on the same idea, but I was incapable of putting it into words. It just so happens that things have a tendency to linger on me -or I have a tendency to linger on them . In consequence, time becomes this elastic, malleable, thing that can change its form and weight, whenever my mind gets in the mood. For the last four weeks, the same idea has been pr