The Tides of Life

They say that once you have drunk the water, from the nile in Cairo, that you will always be coming back. Isn’t it funny how the tides of life are always moving us, in one way or another, it is just as unpredictable as the sea itself.

There are so many things in life that I have always wanted to try, always wanted to see, experience, taste, touch… simply be in life. The plight of life is we never know what is coming. In the world, there are so many people-children even, left un-cared for and I’m not even referring to third-world countries. It’s the plight of life, to be challenging for everyone involved but I believe if you reach out that it can also be immensely beautiful. Like the sea or flying however, life is quite unforgiving of stupidity. Unapologetic towards age, race, sex, as is death-unapologetic and indiscriminate.

I’m not sure where the tides are taking me, but I’m sure of two things: There will be good and there will be bad. Most of my life I’ve been the planner, known at least where I intended my path to be, and for now I do not. Like life, I’m apologetically free-flowing with the tides my path for now will simply be determined by serendipity as far as I’m concerned. Not that I refuse to make decisions, but that there are few for me to make or that I need to make.  Today, tomorrow and the next I intend to be as ambivilous as possible and to travel as far as I can but move very little.