i have no idea
what time is even
doing
i’m passing my days by
sliding past them
as they slip past me
we barely wave to each other
and a new day is by my side
[and the whole play
plays out again]
time passing
May 7, 2025
the days speed by
i get a glance
a flip of a flipbook
but the first few establishing shots
as i got the hang of it
went so much slower —
now they speed by
and i can’t tell if i’m missing a page
or a day
as the image on them
becomes something more than its individual parts
the still photos become a movie
the day to day becomes
a life
and i don’t like it
take me back to the days
when i could study each aspect
forever
and never knew what would happen
when it all flowed
freely
[uncontrollably]
April 10, 2025
time passing
too swiftly
to get me
pumped
about any one event or even one day
i need now to look forward to
a weekend
a whole month
a big big change in scenery
[but the tiniest/
eensy weensiest/
minutest little things
still bring my whole mood
down
down
down
so what’s that about?]
January 30, 2025
video game music
and pondering strange dreams
and trying to hold the countdown
to the hour after next
still
so i can have some more chill morning time
with my kip before they need to leave
again [this time into the city]
and i need to go upstairs
and talk about my
~feelings~
[ugh]
January 17, 2025
apparently
i first opened this version
of scrivener
in january of 2021.
or,
more specifically,
january 17
in the morning.
and i only noticed the “first opened” notification
on this january 17
today
in the morning
[though in the 7:00 hour, not the 8,
as was the case
in 2021]
and i still can’t get over
the passage of time,
nor the happenstance
and connection
in my life.
but
i think it’s interesting
when things just kind of
align
and line up
and i can take that however
i like
July 2, 2024
into july
first day gone by
can’t exactly tell you why
i’m both calmed and concerned by
the month of
july
November 29, 2023
it’s still so damn wild to me
to see the numbers 2-0-2-3 —
it feels futuristic
it feels like fantasy
i never thought i’d see much farther
than those zeroes three
at the turn of the century
the full new millennium
i was convinced i’d die before i hit eighteen
but then nineteen/twenty/twenty-one, -two, -three
and now i’m solidly into my thirties
and we are solidly into the two thousand twenties
and it still seems so fake to me,
me, a person who still remembers all dated items
with the first nineteen already filled in;
the 90’s were never supposed to end,
but they’re so long ago now
and i just can’t seem to fit my brain in
that the world keeps turning
time keeps ticking
as much as it all is a mortal construction
we live in a society
and the society says
this is the year twenty twenty three
[nah, still seems fake to me]
September 2, 2023
after the jarring
eruption
into the new month,
the 2nd is the day for
double checking due dates,
calmly vibing with the month at hand,
and
embracing the day
fully
as time passes
[or is this just me?]
August 1, 2023
silly covers
of popular music
set to epic orchestration
and interesting rhythmic interpretation —
a perfect way to start
this first august morning
January 16, 2023
it’s already halfway through
the month of january
and though that makes me
a little worried/
gives me
a little bit of stress/
i also find myself
a little relieved—
‘only halfway through’
is the mantra in my mind
‘still so much time
for so many things to do’
things with due dates
obviously
set the level of anxiety
within me
but other things
general goals
tries
resolutions
if you want to call them that
they have so much
so much
so much of the month/season/year left
so let’s do them
kipventures 