random meanings of not-things

You ask me who I am. [Or you don't, but let's suppose you do].

Well, no surprise I can't answer you that. Not in an objective way.

But here is something that could - forgive me the term - define someone; a question you should ask yourself.

"Each day gone one day less or still so many to come?"

It really depends on your aims and that shows a lot about you. Or at least that's how it looks to me.

Ask a young, passionate lover. Ask me, if it helps. Today I would certainly give you the first option as the answer. My aims are months away from me, so to speak. They're slowly coming, though, slow and ever, each day closer. They're still distant from me, but each time I look they're more distant from the horizon which they once were to be part of. We're moving towards each other.

Now ask a pessimist being. He or she would probably give you the second option, in a low, moaning voice. Wouldn't they?

Maybe. Or maybe not. And maybe even I would give you both answers because I can't find myself a better definition than a non-definition of what I feel. What's my point, you ask? Oh, well, that's a good question I've been doing too.

I guess the thing is..

You have to pay attention to the details, that's the secret, that's the beauty of the story. Pay attention to the tiniest of all details. That makes all the difference on the within. It doesn't really matter how up to answer the question you are in that very moment, but what you make of your answer. So make it true. Even if the next minute you are someone else. Be true. Always. Be yourself and never give up on being yourself. Otherwise you'll be nothing at all.