This May Be A Ramble

Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?

One of my weaknesses is staying in the present. Yesterday, I sat down and wrote a short story from beginning to end and submitted it for publication.

It wasn’t due till Wednesday, but I wanted it done. Probably not the best strategy, but knowing my personality, maybe it was.

Then It Doesn’t Matter

So this morning, I get a message from my wife, that another parent was kidnapped by ICE. With atrocities with our current regime sometimes it’s difficult to concentrate on the past.

I think of the future far too often and how these mean people will find their justice. I want a future full of diversity, knowledge and kindness.

This current regime occupies my mind far too often or possibly not enough.

Ill fitting mathematical equation

If you think about this question, most of our thoughts are in the here and now. That is what’s going to happen in the next five minutes the next hour or the next day.

But a quote from the infamous Steve Miller who authored some of the worst lyrics ever.

Let the spirit carry me?

He offers this tidbit.

Time keeps slipping into the future.

I have a song stuck in my head

That my world has grown old
But it really doesn’t matter
If you say we’ll be together
If you promise you’ll be with me in the end
If you promise you’ll be with me in the end

Nothing is Forever by The Cure.

That song was stuck in my head as I was writing this. It could be any song. Is that song stuck in your head the past present or the future?

Who knows and does it really matter.

Nothing Lasts Forever

Except possibly this post. I knew when I started it would be a ramble. I’m in that kind of mood. I’m pretty sure I have ADHD. I think about many things at the same time. I think about the story I want to write and back to the damn regime, what I have to buy at the grocery store, and then back to what are we gonna have for breakfast and the regime. I want them out of my head now.

And then I contemplate how gonna became a word and got around spellcheck.

And then I remember myself at mile marker 18 on the Wildwood Trail with the sun filtering through the trees on a perfect Autumn day.

I forget what the question was.

Have a great day.

5 responses to “This May Be A Ramble”

  1. vermavkv Avatar

    This piece is raw, reflective, and courageously honest. It captures the restless pull between past, present, and future in a way that feels deeply human—especially in times of uncertainty and moral tension. The contrast between the quiet accomplishment of finishing a story and the sudden weight of real-world injustice is striking, showing how fragile focus can be when empathy is alive.

  2. K Mark Schofer Avatar

    I absolutely hated writing this as this refraction of myself right now is difficult to reconcile

  3. vermavkv Avatar

    That makes complete sense. Writing something that reflects where you truly are—especially when it’s uncomfortable—can feel exposing and unsettling. But the fact that you wrote it anyway speaks to honesty and courage. Sometimes the hardest pieces are the most important ones, even if they take time to sit with. Be gentle with yourself; reconciliation doesn’t have to happen all at once.

  4. Stephanie Avatar
    Stephanie

    Congrats on submitting a story. It’s impressive all you are managing to do, when there’s so much to stress over. It’s a wonder any of us are functioning.

  5. Mark Avatar
    Mark

    Thank you for pointing that out ,it is amazing we get anything done, and we do. I sometimes feel guilty at times for enjoying myself. I usually take a week to write a short story. I kind of live them. My attention span can be small at times.
    I did empty the dishwasher today in one shift.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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