I am sure you can finish the line, the thought, and seemingly, the title track to my life. To be sure, I am not alone in this sentiment, but it got me thinking. As I listen to the song, which is a favorite, from a favorite band, on the surface it seems such a depressing song. But underneath there are the elements of several things I love: passion, longing, and a hope that one day, even if it is the last, a dream may be realized. This is my mantra for 2023 as I strive to do something, even if it is a small something that will make a difference to me in all the ways that matter.
As time passes me faster like a river after a storm, I worry I will not complete the projects and goals that I have assumed I would have time for. The crush of pressure I try to avoid so as to enjoy the life we are given, for the short time we are given to experience it, is also an almost necessary ingredient to fulfill the very events I wish to enjoy. I am a natural worrier, a by-product of several ingredients I will not discuss here, but I feel I may need to sprinkle in a little more of that pressure as to spur me into the action needed. My vagueness is frustrating even as I write this and I hope it is not too much for you my dear reader. Just remember, I’m a writer who hates to give away too much. Hopefully that is why you enjoy my work.
And it is the work I keep looking for. Work I had taken a break from, a respite to recharge the banks of my imagination and the will to endure the process, the pressure, the madness that comes with only wanting the perfect story to be delivered in the perfect way. You see, these things I do are the sum of me and will be the only semblance of something I bequeath unto the fold of time. I guess that is why they matter so much to me. My books, my stories are the bits and pieces of me and all that I hold dear, want to be, the hope for something more, and sometimes, the darkness we all keep at bay. I have too many stories pent up inside and I know not enough time to get them all out, but…I am looking for the one that most needs to be told. That is a struggle and one I am currently cherishing.
I have not written one of these in a while. I believe I have been wandering in the woods, searching for some better idea to follow. The mistake is typical, I have the ideas and the right one is the one I decide to run with. Perfection is an illusion, unless you realize that what moves you in the moment is perfect. Run with abandon if running is necessary. Contemplate deeply if you need to see the depths of something more than what is just before your eyes. Do all of these things if they are the secret to gleaning one moment of understanding. My focus is narrowing and I am excited like I have not been in a while. I hope to deliver something different, and something that satisfies the soul in unexpected ways for myself, and maybe for anyone else hopefully who makes that journey. Give me some time, but not too much and maybe, just maybe we will all find…what I’m looking for.
Michael W. Glover
All Glorious Credit to U2