Dragged

Nothing significant happens through the day, and the day actually dragged - but I'd turn around the corner of 2011 and wonder, am sure, how did the year go by so fast, when the minutes tricked all along?
My day is divided into chunks - the drop-to-school chunk, the pick-up-from-school chunk and the in-between chunk (when I say dragged, I meant this chunk only)
Thoughts dragged, my feet dragged, even my yawn dragged today
Everything stretched, all along insignificantly.
What did I expect to happen anyway?

The only significant thing I did was to change the blog title - from Someday I'll Write to the new one. A dragged realization that no day soon looks like I will write, and by write, I mean WRITE, and that BET the Moment is very convenient. Moments may drag, but not the moment. I am aware, enjoying and thanking this moment - no, no day will I write unless something happens yet again to let my fingers race at the keys. What that something is, I really do not know.
Until then, am going to keep writing. Everyday.Like the Keep Walking one of Johnnie Walker. One of them says, 'life can only be understood sdrawkcab , but must be lived forwards' - love that line.