Time is Like Ink

I get philosophical and introspective quite often. Perhaps too often, could it be that I think too much? No, negative side effects have never been proven, it could just be that getting introspective about being introspective could undermine all I know or ought to have known to be significant and purposeful.

Perhaps my life flows like ink and an error cannot be corrected without notice. Time travel cannot be possible but if it were? Hmm.

6 responses to “Time is Like Ink”

  1. Hi ECD,

    I’m not so sure about that, but I think I know what you mean. Thinking is never a bad thing. Worrying is. Dwelling is. Thinking no.


  2. Ah, but what if your life flowed like “invisible ink”? What then?

    Something for your introspective mind to ponder 🙂

  3. Hi Davina,

    I used to think I was invisible. People didn’t know the real me. I still think that way sometimes. So maybe my ink is invisible except to a select few (people like you who read my stuff).

  4. Hi Barbara,

    I’ve always liked playing with words too. Even the title of this blog is a play on words.

    It’s funny because I can see how much I changed since then but some things haven’t changed. I’m still just as much a thinker today as I was all those years ago.