I don't know if all of you notice...every time somebody speaks of fall colours....well , because thats the season we're in the middle of at the moment...but any season for that matter...every time we describe it....we say....the best colours are yet to come, the best flowers are yet to bloom, the mad snow is yet to be ...and i start thinking about these two paradoxical analogies we live our lives with....never living in the moment...and yet positive and hopeful in our beliefs...that the best ---is yet to come .
I am becoming one of those people...who live their lives according to alarm clock pings built inside their heads....pretty desaturated if you ask me ...there is no other way to juggle what is , what needs to be, what has to be and what must be . Its a lot like free falling and returning to the same place again and again . Life.
How many chances does one really have...to get it right . How much luxury...to get it all wrong . Left or right , well trodden paths or the one less traveled ....as you keep chanting ----the best is yet to come.....you stand smack in the middle .
there's no cheat sheet to life ....:)
My wit has flown out of the window .....and i find ...the easiest thing to focus on is....the light....always the light.
And thats my comfort...no matter how confusing it all gets....no matter how bottomless the hour glass ....even under the darkest shadows...
There's always light .
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