Nothing Beyond Living
This is the task at hand.
A voice inside commands: just sit down and do it. So I summon the discipline to sit down and start doing. Countless others also heed this same merciless voice, as all of us seem to be busy doing a little something. It starts early in the day when alarms are triggered. Next, the water pressure falls at the nearby pumping station and the breeze begins to swell with the faint smell of coffee. Soon roads will be congested with the cars of sleepy travelers, all heeding that stern urging: it must be done. Meanwhile, a child watches as squirrels chase each other round and round a tree trunk. Her school bus approaches but she hears no voice. She hasn’t yet forgotten only her life is inevitable, and she’s nothing to do today beyond living.
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