Friday, 3 March 2017
I'm not sure I'd choose to describe anything as pivotal, simply because that infers that everything else isn't. Life works in weird ways, and the big events aren't always the most meaningful. Cobwebs covered in dew. School kids singing 'Morning Has Broken.' Pixar films. The sudden loss of people I thought would be there forever. The gleeful, wide-eyed curiosity of small children. Sunrises and sunsets. That feeling of being in the right place at the right time. Getting the giggles over something daft. It's all important, all pivotal. But at the same time viewing everything as a Big Deal destroys the magic, I think. Even matters of life and death are best approached with a knowing smile, and how can anything else exceed the significance of those?