Imagine

Imagine a world where there were no holidays, and no traditions, like weddings and anniversaries, and birthdays, and religious events, like Xmas and Easter, and doing certain things because of something on the calendar. Imagine there were no days of the week or clocks to tell us the time of day and imagine there were no years to track history. Imagine everything just happened in the moment, and then it was gone, so you live each day like it’s new, cuz you have nothing to hold onto.No past to remember...So imagine, all you could ever remember was this moment in time, and all those times that messed you up, all those stories that keep you stuck...You can’t remember them, because you can’t track the time it happened.So imagine you could just be in love most of the time.Would that be boring? Or is that what it’s like when we die?LET’S BE SOCIALConnect with me via my favorite hangouts;+ @ ArtistSarahLong on Instagram+ @AlcoholInkArtStories+ Art Stories Site+ Confessions of an Empath