Small, Insignificant Everything

I have a clock on one wall and a cross on the other.
Now if I can just remember to look both ways and also grab my keys on the way out...

There's so much to change, fix, make right
in this world.
in my own head.

I started eager.
I settled in.
I never wanted expectations.
But they followed me.

The only difference between bondage and freedom is who holds the key.

In my dreams, the past...
In my waking, the future...
And in this moment, the deft passing of everything that is now.

The small, insignificant everything.