I guess there is a comfort in the predictability of things, knowing what to expect.
I think we strive for some sense of routine but are we happy when we get what we think we want?
For me, it seems as soon as I get to a place where I start feeling comfortable with life, I collide and everything that was so settled is now shaken up.
It seems that my life is but a game of perfection, fast-moving, popping fun which always borders on frustration, but yet, I still play...
I just need to accept that fact that I can not determine the exact path my life.
I cannot predict the hurdles or the straightaways. I just have to learn to enjoy the ride...
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sure you know the endstory... we are mortals in this realm... so it's not the destination (in the most popular permutations) it's the path... or should i say Path... and just enjoy the ride :) i am often not enjoying myself... but i ride on into the sunset... i might know the ends but i try to smile on the means
What a great outlook~ sometimes that is easier said than done...
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