This afternoon I crawled into a pocket of time with a friend. We hung out in the shady non-descript patio of a Starbucks and talked about our creative activities, our families, our dreams. Before we knew it, two hours had passed.
A real pocket of time is a patch of a day you make for meaningful engagement. You engage yourself, loved ones, friends, a book, a film. Like living in a pocket, you feel safe, snug, and a little secretive from the rest of the world’s bustle. In a real pocket of time, clock time gets twisted and turned. In a real pocket of time, a day grows just an inch more meaningful.
Like a boy who comes home for dinner with pockets full of pine cones, frogs, stones, feather, and bottle caps, at day’s end you can empty your pockets of time with memory shards.
What about you? Did you have any pockets of time today? Unpack them here and otherwise share your day’s three highlights. And do let us know where you are writing from.
See you in the woods,
The Three Highlights Guy