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From Borges's A New Refutation of Time:
"Each moment is autonomous. Neither vengeance nor pardon nor prisons nor even oblivion can modify the invulnerable past. To me, hope and fear seem no less vain, for they always refer to future events: that is, to events that will not happen to us, who are the minutely detailed present."
Today was beautiful, and a trip to the zoo (and a ride on the carousel) was not, I repeat, not a waste of time. There, we met a gorilla who was determined not to cross the threshold from the inner to the the outer cage. He seemed wary and leery of spring. Surely, he's been duped like the rest of us. So he sat there, glowering, obstinately defying the crowd's encouragement. Eventually, we moved on. But because I've been told recently that I excel at glowering (It's sorta how I think and listen, which means that at school it's my usual countenance), this picture reminds me of me: on the verge of writing, ready to cross the threshold, I sit, glowering, dubious of the next step. I know that if I just cross over I'll be swinging in the sun soon enough. But it's that first step: it's too easy to sit and glower, thinking about it but never making it. After all, this is Saint Paul and it might snow.
First ride on a carousel since I was five. My reaction was somewhere between these two:
Pensive
Not-so-Pensive
