Small bites

The "Day"

Everyone waits for it. The moment when the curtains will part, robes will open and the heavens will erupt in trumpets blaring. The "Day" that was coming.

It never happens in real life. You wait for it your whole life and it never happens. And even though it doesn't, you don't even recognize it. Because you were so wrapped up in something else trivial, fascinating. That consumed your attention. So that you didn't notice how the "Day" had come, because you'd been busy waiting. You'd had a whole life during your "wait". And it was incredible.

In this you find that integrity meant more than arrival. The person you were at the lowest was a better measure of you on your best most perfect day. And that the knowledge meant more to you than the pandimonium from the rooftops because you could sleep peacefully and soundly through the night.