Sometimes you take hold of a task, willing it to start
Sometimes the date for the task comes and goes, whizzing by you in the dark
Sometimes you are so disappointed with yourself
Sometimes you cry to yourself in the dark alley of your heart
And then
Sometimes
You hear a drum beat in the distance
You have a choice to run, pounding your chest to that drum
You have a choice to fold your hands in your lap
But
I choose to run towards the beat of the drum
I choose to throw my hands overhead and wave to the passerby’s
I choose to smile and plead with others to come with me
Whatever task you are late to
Whatever you long to take hold of
Join me
Stand up tall and strong and run to the beat
Knowing I will meet you there
~Kate, Songs Kate Sang
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Sara, thank you for pounding the drum for Project 365 and allowing me to come with you! I love that we were fashionably late and I love that this project pushes and pulls and inspires me to take a picture of my ordinary everyday.