jchrisobrien ([personal profile] jchrisobrien) wrote2001-12-13 05:35 pm

I need time. TIME!!!

I don't have enough time to do all of the things I want.
I don't have enough time to hang out with everyone I want to.
I want to share the love, y'all, and there's a lot of lovin' to share.
So if you really want to get me something nice for Christmas, get me TIME!

I've got an extra large stocking...

[identity profile] rojagato.livejournal.com 2001-12-14 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
And from The Glass Menagerie, by Tennesse Williams:
I didn't go to the moon, I went much further - for time is the longest distance between two places - Not long after that I was fired for writing a poem on the lid of a shoebox. I left Saint Louis, I descended the steps of this fire-escape for a last time and followed, from then on, in my father's footsteps, attempting to find in motion what was lost in space - I travelled around a great deal. The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly coloured but torn away from the branches. I would have stopped, but I was pursued by something. It always came upon me unawares, taking me altogether by surprise. Perhaps it was a familiar bit of music. Perhaps it was only a piece of transparent glass - Perhaps I am walking along a street at night, in some strange city, before I have found companions, I pass the lighted window of a shop where perfume is sold. The window is filled with pieces of coloured glass, tiny trans- parent bottles in delicate colours, like bits of a shattered rainbow. Then all at once my sister touches my shoulder. I turn around and look into her eyes ... Oh, Laura, Laura, I tried to leave you behind me, but I am more faithful than I intended to be! I reach for a cigarette, I cross the street, I run into the movies or a bar, I buy a drink, I speak to the nearest stranger - anything that can blow your candles out!