Drowning

There are points we reach in our life, when we stop and realize that we've actually managed to fool ourselves and everyone around us into thinking that everything is fine, that we're coping, under all the pressure, we're managing, getting by one step at a time. Until we take another look at ourselves in the distorted reflection of who we are in the passing ripples in the deep, deep waters surrounding us, and we realize that even with the wake of a future hoped for, a past forgotten, and a present engaged, we realize that with or without the noise in the water, we don't recognize ourselves, and for a brief moment coming to the frightening realization that we don't even know how we got so far from the shore and how we've moved in so deep, and beyond the shock of the awakening, fanning our hands out and vigorously waving our arms to any passer by to see us, to find us, despising the smiles and the friendly gestures, simply because they couldn't possibly understand that we're not here waving...we're drowning...

Somehow the rough waters of Life have the tendency to just pull us in deeper and deeper into it's violent seas, and without even a moments notice, we can find ourselves too deep into the rocky coasts of confusion without anything to hold onto...and like the sea, Life can wash us around and around in it's rough waters, pushing and shoving, tumbling and turning, throwing us around like little buoys in the ocean...But here's the thing about buoys...through the stormy weather and the restless waters of a raging sea, they manage to stay afloat no matter what.

So here I am...floating...drifting by and by, being tossed around by the waves of Life on the waters of actuation...And I find myself taking a moment to realize this - That in Life, no matter how deep the waters go, no matter hard you are tossed and turned by the crashing of mighty waves, the point is that you continue the fight to stay afloat. Because even like random pieces of debris and driftwood find their way back to land, so too we all eventually, at some point or another find our way back to the shore...