Life is like ...

I've been thinking.

I think, the life we lead is not unlike the effect of rain falling into water. Have you ever sat and watched rain falling like that? - falling into water? Whether striking puddles, ponds, lakes, streams, creeks, or rills - rain always hits the same way: it slams into the surface with a plop - the big SPLASH! - it pushes the area beneath it down ... out ... up ... away.

The water surface around and under the drop flies up and breaks into smaller droplets which fall back into the surface, starting a wave away from the original one as the process repeats - and repeats.

Very hypnotic. Sounds dreamy. 

I don't dream anymore. I used to dream GLORIOUS dreams - I could fly, I could soar, I sang to the birds - I could race the Sun and dance with the Moon. I believed I could make things change - for the better, hopefully.

But I've had the enthusiasm, optimism, and will to foment change pretty much beaten out of me. Or perhaps, I've just given up - so tired of fighting the same fights, arguing the same issues, over and over again, every day, every year, every decade, that I'd rather roll over, and let the ugly little world I live in run over me and grind me back into the dust once and for all.

Then again, our golden child - my youngest niece, says - ' ... try, try, again ... ' And never let it be said that I am not a FOOL for an optimist :). Nothing ventured, nothing gained, they say ... so here we go again.

And, you know, perhaps one can try too hard. Perhaps, I'll take it easy this week, and have some mental health days rather than chase dragons and tilt at the windmills. Ah, well.

Time to strap on my sword and go chase that damned dragon again ...

TTFN