According to the kids’ song, it’s the wheels on the bus …. but some days it’s the thoughts in your head, the feelings in your heart, and excitement in your soul that you can hardly contain as it all twirls and spins with the very force that powers the universe itself.
I wrote z2 because the idea of time and the nature of change absolutely fascinate me. I sometimes have this fantasy in which I’ve been given a magic photo album of my entire life and every year (maybe on my birthday?) I a get to open it to one random page somewhere in the future and study the photographs. Will I like the pictures that I see? Look, there’s me in front of breath-taking waterfalls. Me and my sister hugging and laughing in front of a festively lit bridge. Who are those kids? Are they mine? And who is this man that keeps showing up in the photos ….
If I am paying close attention, I will notice that some years, there are clear omissions. Why isn’t my father showing up in any pictures now? My mother, she’s gone as as well. Oh dear, I’ve put on a few pounds but otherwise I’m aging okay. I do look happy and healthy. Is that me on a beach? Where?
I think that this odd fantasy that I’ve head since I was a teenager has subtly shaped my life, urging me to build a future that would make 18-year-old Sherrie smile. Maybe this is what comes of reading too much science fiction as a child. Maybe this is what comes from letting the energy inside you churn round and round.