A Lifetime Away

I woke this morning with Perfume Tree's "Tomorrow's Just a Lifetime Away" in my head. Great song, trippy band, much along the likes of Sky Cries Mary.  I am always taken by conceptualizing over the idea that days are epically long, and the future not necessarily inevitable. Seize the day. Live each moment like it's your last. When I find myself inundating my days with nonsense, online, barely going outside, eating too much, making myself ill, I just gotta ask myself - what am I doing with my eternities?

I am trying, and I've got my techniques to improve upon this, sometimes it just feels like I could try harder. After I returned from Morocco I read two books in two days. Pure, egotistical, self-indulgent reads that contribute little to my well being, except flexing my imagination. I've read them before, so it was truely self indulgent: Under the Tuscan Sun and Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life (P.S.). No shame in either, though I almost didn't post the names because it makes me feel like a cliche.

So I'm not sure how to recapture my daily infinities, to seize them fiercely and wring the sap out of them each and every day. I'm going back to work today, which I'm dreading but I suppose isn't a bad thing, ultimately. On one hand it allows me to make use of my days in a productive manner - on the other hand, when I get home I'm tired and useless the rest of the day. Only partial success.

This is something that I'll likely just mull over, and then forget about as soon as the opportunity comes to kick off my shoes and recline, and watch the hours melt away.