Do you ever get curious about life and what it throws at you and why? I don’t mean a superficial blur of a thought th
at passes through your head without as much as a thought. I am talking about stopping and really thinking about what goes on in your life. Good or bad, what were the causes? Were you the reason, part of the reason, none of the reason? Why do seemingly ideal situations sometimes end in failure? Does the universe have a way of disrupting lives, situations, and circumstances to get your attention? Why is it such a challenge to find someone who fits your idea of a match with so many people on the planet?
When you do find that person why does one of you sabotage it? Is it sabotage, or a simple part of the journey?
Life is a blur, and I get frustrated always looking for the next wave. I thought I caught the perfect wave, only to have it throw me off the board near the end of the run. Now, left searching for my board — scrambling for reason and answers that is, do I get right back up on the board, or do I just enjoy the surf for a while and let the board come to me? I know the answer as I write that last sentence, but dammit I don’t want to wait. I want to get back up and give it another go. No matter what the next wave is. One thing I ha
ve learned is that no one wave is perfect. They all have their flaws as does the rider of the board. Perhaps the waves keep throwing me because I am too impatient and haven’t learned yet to enjoy simply floating through the waves as they crash into the shore. Patience. Dammit, who needs it? Apparently, I do.