Going on and on over a date...

There must be a date. A date when things changed, a paradigm shift occured or your path once uncertain became carved bold.

23.10.87

15.02.04

16.09.76

Mean anything to you?

We are all waiting for the "Kaboom", Marvin the Martian style. That Tipping Point. That "spark". That "changing of the tides". And they will occur or for some of us, have already occured. On that fateful date, when all is/was possible or impossible and then "Kaboom!"

Then euphoria gives way to the next date and all is forgotten. A tragic but true story. How do we keep track of who we were, who we are now and more importantly, who we might become?

I keep a handwritten schedule/journal, paranoid that I would lose track of time and its events. I need to know what I did a week, a month, 6 months ago to this date. It helps me track my journey. Where I have been, the people I have met, the things I have thought about. In short, just about anything you need to know about me, is in that book.

But more telling that the what and who, are the words scribbled at the top of these pages. Usually around the 7am-9am lines, since that is when most events do not get pencilled in yet. Too early for plans. Those lines bear the intimate thoughts, quotes and prose of the minds that have influenced or "spoken" to me most. Those lines, if you read it carefully, will let you into my world. Too intimate to be shared over dinner at 8pm, coffee at 10am or picnic at 4.30pm.

Read those words and you will know the real "me" or at least who I wish to become.

That's a dare. Or a dangerous proposition.