Remotely Controlled

Name something you wish you a remote control that currently does not. 
To pause time, to hold onto moments just a little longer, freeze a smile just so you could look at it for as long as you wanted.  To replay joyous moments, to fast forward through the hard and ugly things that crush our souls.  To mute the words we don't want to hear, to adjust the volume according to our mood.  To switch channels with ease, and record our favorite things.  To turn it on when we want, and shut it off when we just can't take anymore... Life.  Wouldn't it be grand?

I wonder though, how much we'd miss while we're busy looking back, or rewinding.  I wonder what would pass by while we are looking at what we might miss while it's on pause.  I wonder what we'd learn if we just could fast forward through everything that shapes who we are.  How much time would we spend trying to catch up to our own realities?  And how do we know when it's time to turn it off?  What if we hit the button and didn't mean it?  The rewind button doesn't work without power.

Maybe I'll just stick with a remote for the lights so I can shut them off when I get into bed.








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