jeffery druzba is dreamy

Sheets

I’m consistently surprised by what resiliency there is already in my own, very limited at my age, life and experience.

Some people talk about life being like a blank sheet of paper and the events and people we know write upon it whether we want them to or not. If life is like a blank sheet of paper, I would think certain events would puncture it, tear it, and fray it at the edges until it is soft, worn, and barely recognizable from the place it came.

I have this image in my head, of late, of life being more like a rubber sheet and all these experiences and people rest upon that sheet, some creating more of a dent upon the surface than others – regardless of good or bad. Of course, certain events or relationships weigh upon that sheet, possibly even disrupting even the resting place of the other things that make their impressions upon that sheet. The sheet will flex, bend, and be pushed to breaking points over time, but it will always return to what it always was at its start. And the things upon it, mostly the good ones, will come to rest again – hopefully weighing more upon that sheet than they ever did before.

I’m having one of the better days I’ve had in a looooong time and, I have to tell you Innanet, I haven’t done anything entirely revolutionary. Simple things, Innanet, simple things.

• May 1st, 2005
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