The Moments Theory

Quote of the Day - Corita Kent - "Life is a succession of moments, to live each one is to succeed."
Whoever she is, I must tell her that I have a similar theory that alone seems to fit well with my life, it’s called The Moments Theory. It’s all about the moments….

Moments where you are living it to the hilt
Moments which you would never want to relive
Moments of total exhilaration’
Moments where only thoughts of killing yourself or killing others loom large
Moments of childhood which can never be forgotten
Moments when you completely lose control of what you are saying although you very well know you would not never have meant that malice or pain
Moments spent with friends which the heart makes an album of
Moments of total idiocy and intoxication but priceless memories
Moments spent with someone who really matters for a long time to come
Moments with the kids, spent in awe of ‘childhood’
Moments of closeted fear where you do not want a finger pointed back at you saying ‘If only I wasn’t brought up this way!’
Moments spent with the only language can express myself in and the only place most comfortable for this – crying to the pillow
And increasingly, moments spent yearning for those moments when can cry in peace and so desperately want to cry but just cannot, cos those innocent eyes cannot bear to see me cry
Again moments spent pondering on this and pausing to think how damn lucky am I and how much I need them to make my life complete
Moments spent post 11pm with the kids tucked in, watching the movie, reading a book or writing
Moments spent doing totally useless analysis and psychoanalysis on my colleagues and then discussing this over coffee or a drink with others
Moments where I am furiously giving auto-suggestions that I will slim down and get into those red and orange tabs safely stashed in my wardrobe
Moments when I wonder why the best memories are always from the past and decide that if I want can make a better now and thus create good moments for the future

Moments fits in best cos I navigate from a series of events to another, from a series of thoughts, no, read that as dots of thoughts, one to another, and am sure they are making a wild pattern which I have no idea what it will be or what it is, and again, not that I care, to me, this moment has to be lived cos only this moment IS!!
I can always say, ‘It was one of those moments of... well, mostly madness’.. fits here again, cos, I hate giving explanations when asked questions like, ‘How could you ever talk to me like that?”, ‘How could you do something like that, don’t you think?’
Don’t I think?
One of those moments, that’s all!!