I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: July 2020
Where will today take you?
Will you follow obligations,
or blindly step into the day?
Will you move with purpose
or simply walk away?
What’s holding you back?
What is ahead?
What do you fear?
It takes a bit of strength to
open a new door. It takes a lot
of courage to walk through it.
The unknown is, in fact, an
entrance to so many adventures
Will you continue walking?
07/13/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on July 12, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We become creatures of habit.
There are the things you keep
doing because you find comfort,
or it just seems easy, or natural.
Habits are not always good for you,
but you persist.
Bad habits: identifying them is easy,
giving them up is not.
07/12/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on July 11, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
I seem to forget how quickly
everything, in this age of instant,
becomes the past.
Random thoughts, photographs,
journal entries, grocery lists, facts,
fashion and faith captured in the
moment will soon only represent
history.
What it is becomes what it was.
Our memory banks are brimming,
perhaps more eventful than the
current account of our lives.
The past affects the present, now
becomes when, even if we try to
do it all again.
We can’t relive the past; it has passed.
How do we deal with change when it
happens again and again? You can’t
prepare when you don’t know what is
there. You can only go with the flow.
j.g.l.
