That Arc

i am somewhere along that arc

and i’m not always sure which of it has already happened and which of it will happen and which of it was and is and will only ever be a dream.

i have been wrong before, you see:

there are things i thought might happen still that i realize have already been;

things that have not yet happened that i am waiting for, here and now in the past;

and things in my dreams that are happening. all around me. now. just not – just never – in the form in which i thought that they’d unfold for me.

and is it any wonder that i sometimes lose my way?

that i sometimes open my eyes to dream?

that i sometimes spin dizzy down the face of that curve –

never sure whether the inevitability is what i’m falling towards or whether maybe that too has already come my way and gone.

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