if i could pinch my skin
and start again, would i?
if i could go back in time,
would i press play or rewind?
if i could cash in a wish,
would it be sticky or sweet?
if i could change the little
things, would i still be me?
Welp, here we go!
This poem comes from a stormy summer night in my hometown. After weeks of writing nothing, I was suddenly struck with a desperation to put my words on paper. Those nights are the best kind of nights, aren’t they?
The truth is that we all reflect on the things we’ve done and how we could have done them differently. Maybe there is a monumental event in your life that has you stunned into silence: Would I have been happier if I’d just…
And my response to that question is: It shouldn’t matter. You can’t change what you’ve done, though you can change what you’ll do tomorrow. When we devote our time and energy to past misdoings, we’re setting ourselves up for future failure. We can take a moment to reflect, sure, but that should only be to set up the game plan for what you’re going to get done tomorrow.
Be yourself. That’s my only request!
Until next time,
P.S. If I could change things, I wouldn’t. There’s a plan for what’s to come.