Where I come from, when the Presidential motorcade goes by everyone knows what to do...and we don't miss a beat. Cars pull off the road swiftly and grind to a halt to make way for his entourage of shiny vehicles. In that moment we are all just meaningless minions making way for greatness to come though. From sleek Jaguars and imposing Landrovers to the array of dilapidated Japanese imports that throng our busy city streets. In that one moment, we are all the same. Time stands still and everyone is motionless. Waiting. In the blistering heat. Until the signal from the last police escort that we may all merge back into traffic - an 'as you were' of sorts.
I often wish my life could be that way. That when the madness in my head and chaos of my emotions becomes too much to deal with or bear I could silently raise a hand and the world would know what to do. That everything that has breath and every little bit of motion would come screeching to a halt. That life could stop. Give me a moment. A moment to breathe. To think. To just drift a little and not worry about the 'whys' and 'if-onlys' and just exhale deeply. That the pandemonium that is my life would be a peaceful stillness. Just for a moment. Until I was ready to face it all again. But if wishes were horses... you know what they say - beggars would ride.
lol @ "an " as you were" of sorts"
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