Wasted Moments

[ebbyanne]

I just wasted an entire afternoon lazing in the hammock, eating chocolate and drinking tea, while Montgomery wove her imaginary stories, and classical music tinkled out of the open door to the house. * sigh * Why is it that such wastage is so delightfully easy to, well… waste?

But is it a waste when, once the sun has disappeared behind the hill, I

Comments

[ebbyanne]

You put it just right, and so simply. "Living", and the guilt we are taught (albeit, unintentionally taught) to have in living. So true. Reminds me a bit of the movie "Tuck Everlasting", and the idea of being afraid of the life unlived... Here's to no longer being afraid of still moments. =)

[delightinginhim]

I do think that those little "wasted" moments are needed from time to time for recharging.

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[anonymous]

If it sooths your soul it isn't a waste. What is the poing in life then? To sweep?