Five minutes of Introspection


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Five minutes of Introspection

The clock in the car read 3:45 in the afternoon, in normal situations I would ignore it, why look at that clock if I always see the time on my wrist or else on my cell phone? Yes, there are certainly things that are already redundant in life; but this time I could see the time, and as the time jumped from one minute to the next, I simply realized that it is not really as fast as I imagined it to be.

Conversations of introspection usually take place in the least imagined places, or at least I think so, but the reality is that well I never make time for this talk, where do I plan to get to? Has it been worth it to be where I am? Well, I really don't know nor am I really sure, and yes, that answers me, I have no purpose, nor has it been worth it; I really thought I would have felt the hard blow of life by now, it is barely 3:46, only a minute has passed and honestly it seems eternal.

Speaking of eternity, I think my problem is that I thought I was, well it's not that I was or believed it, I just feel that's how I lived lately, I should have made better use of each day. My grandfather trying to talk to me about responsibilities that I was going to acquire when I was 15, I really didn't appreciate it, since I was very young, there was still a long way to go and I don't remember but that I thought that talk was boring, I still had a lot of time, but he didn't, I hate at this moment how much of an idiot I was.

Yes, speaking of being an idiot, I think I would have won the lottery, if I had paid more attention to my father, I would have dedicated myself to what I like much sooner; and I think I would have had more opportunities to share my best moments with my family, if I had not concentrated on making mistakes. Have you ever thought about how interesting a glass looks when it breaks in slow motion? Depending on how it hits, sometimes it looks like lightning streaking across the sky.


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That's how mistakes are too, depending on the blow they are spread out until they become many and when we realize, the first one is small and even insignificant compared to the others, but well, even though life is full of mistakes it is simply better to have things to feel satisfied with.

My grandmother always said, the time and unforeseen event, dear grandson, do not run so much. I really did not understand, one day when curiosity ran through my mind I asked her, I think it was the day I had the deepest talk with her, at that time I look for a big heavy book, I never paid much attention to it was the Bible, and inside I looked for that phrase, it was really a kind of poem that said:

*And something else I have seen under the sun: that the swift do not always win the race, nor the mighty always win the battle, nor the wise always have food, nor the clever always have riches, nor do those who have knowledge always do well, for to all there comes some bad moment and some unforeseen event.

Sometimes you just remember good advice at the right time, but most of the time you remember it when it is too late. I think that yellow lights are for speeding up, although it is not really so, it is the rule of society, speeding up in life; that is why my grandmother's advice was always timely, I could not walk in life as if I was out of time and unforeseen event.


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Sometimes I think that time gives us the opportunity to appreciate in a few minutes many things, it is 3:48 and I have seen how the numbers on the car clock change, I have also been able to enjoy a nice chat with myself, my mind has always been faster than my body, that had frustrated me, but the reality is that it must be, the mind is the processor that sends signals to every part of the body, more, however, just at this moment I would have liked to be as fast as my mind.

When I was a child I used to play with my sisters swinging in a hammock, sometimes we even went all the way around, and that feeling of fear was intense, but fun; honestly, as adults, those little pleasures are not so much fun anymore, we were already thinking about how to fall, whether to breathe or not, if it is necessary to scream or where to get strength from.

Oh, it only took 5 minutes, it doesn't hurt much at all. I think my body finally managed to react, I know I'm okay, since I hear the sirens, I can feel my fingers and toes, although the pain is like a deafening scream, the best thing to do is to stay calm, right?

-Mr. Jesus, are you all right?

-We are the rescuers

-Can you hear us?

-Listen if I can hear you, although I can't move.

-Over here I need a stretcher, if you're okay, but we need to get you out fast.

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This is a very powerful story, @jackdeathblack. We don't know why the narrator is sitting there — hyper-aware of the time slowing passing as he contemplates his life and regrets — and that carriers us forward to learn why he is in this circumstance. Is something bad about to happen? Is he contemplating a crime? Ending his life?

But no... the bad thing has already happened. And it's a shocking realization when we come to understand exactly what has befallen him. Well done. A very intense and impactful story.

Thank you for sharing your story in The Ink Well, and for reading and commenting on the work of other community members!

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Thank you very much, this comment is really nice, it makes me want to keep on publishing.

I really had many doubts before my first publication, the rules and tips to follow I felt it was difficult for me to adapt.

Sometimes I just let my imagination fly so I can have a fluid story, only this way I can achieve it. Thank you very much for reading me, and for your appreciated advice that has helped me a lot in the community.

Best regards and happy afternoon.

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You have a terrific writing style, @jackdeathblack. Instead of telling the story in a linear fashion (this happened, then that happened, etc.), you create an experience and a sense of something bizarre going on that the reader must come to understand. I really like this contemplative style, and how the narrator takes us on a mental tour of the things that trouble him as he becomes aware of his dire circumstances.

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Thank you very much for the support and your valuable comment, if it occurred to me to make history from a point of view little addressed, to make the reader get into the character and reach a world of introspection that is known and familiar.

Thanks for the support and happy afternoon.

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Sometimes you just remember good advice at the right time, but most of the time you remember it when it is too late.

Yes! This happens almost all the time. You know the words of reprimand that is meant to prevent you from doing certain things and you know the wise words all the time except ofcourse for when you are about to derail.

Perhaps there is something that switches off the switch of reasoning at the times rationality would be most beneficial.

And another thing that switches it back on after the deed is done.

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Waoo, it's great that you read my story and liked it. I feel honored of your comment, and as you analyzed my Post, thank you very much it's really great.

Greetings and happy afternoon 😊 thank you.

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