Part Three

i was once told that we, as individuals have defining moments where the dim light brightens, the clichés morph into new, original phrases epiphanies where the molecules in the air around us freeze for a moment time forgets what it was saying a standstill, a realization where all one’s ideas, experiences, and capabilities merge some go all their lives without it, some search for it, some never look and get lucky, while others find it just a little too late definitive. definition. momentous. still others receive this gift, this snapping into place, and go all their lives never realizing it …how dismal a notion i lean back, blotch the fresh ink with the side of my hand, listen to the rain, stare down at the page i hope i have a defining moment …when i draw a circle with my pen i can never seem to draw it perfectly.