Round and Round
And the wheel goes round and round.
And the flame in our souls will never burn out.
– From “The Wheel” by Rosanne Cash
Round and round
What comes around goes around
I’ll tell you why
– From Round and Round, performed by Ratt
Yeah a little wide divergence in my choice of artists, but I’m trying to make a point.
A little hard to make a point in the middle of a blog post about round, eh?
Ba-dum-dum-*crash*
The point is, this concept of circular, round, spherical, wheel of fortune, karma, changing seasons, the big wheel keeps on turning is something that has intrigued artists, poets, philosophers and musicians for centuries.
So when yesterday’s Theme Thursday listed this week’s theme as round, well…I knew I’d surely have something to say about that.
Yup. Something deep. Meaningful. Profound.
Unh-huh.
Sure enough.
Profound.
Meaningful.
Insightful.
Right here. On this very blog.
Only…I got nothing.
I mean, I have ideas. A round of drinks, a round of golf, singing in rounds, that epic wheel of fate spinning round, the wheels on the bus go round and round, I ate too much and now I feel round, the earth is flat, no it’s round.
Sure. Plenty of ideas but nothing to say.
The minute hand travels around the clock. Hours days weeks months years pass by. It’s Friday again, the winter of my week. Time to look back on what I did, what I didn’t do and find a way to go dormant over the weekend. I need energy to fight the dragons when the wheel clicks ’round and it’s Monday again.
For the moment, the best I have to say about the word round is that it happens to be the shape of the cookie I’m about to ingest. While I munch, I will think about the meaning of life and the role chocolate chips have played in history.
Photo by kasey albano and used royalty free from stock.xchng.
