Friday, April 22, 2016

107- The Long Fall.


Keppel Bay on a warm summer day. 2015. 


I feel lousy. I feel uninspired. 

This meandering journey of emotions on the down low must stop. 

I recently read an article on life hacks for travel addicts confined to their office desks. 

Why delay the inevitable? First off, though, what is the "inevitable"? 

Death is inevitable, and so are taxes. 

The "inevitable" may also refer to the unequivocal decay of, first, your mind, then, your spirit. 

The inevitable, as described here, is akin to falling. Imagine yourself slowly falling off of a cliff. In the moments before you get splattered across a bed of sharp rocks, or, unforgiving concrete, your entire life flashes before you. You remember everyone you've ever loved, hated, spoken with, traveled with, shared an office with, etc. You remember those closest to you, and what they might perceive off of your untimely, and gruesome, death. 

At some point, you think of the misses- and the hits. You think of the opportunities in your life lost to fear, and some others, lost to circumstance. You wonder if you had become more of a victim of coincidence, and, a perfectly controllable incident. 

You detest routine. Your body language has always spoken of it, but, you've denied yourself the privilege of following your heart. You could never mustered up the courage to give the world the finger and do what you've always really wanted to do. 

Why not drop everything and fly? Because you can't. Because there are always practical considerations behind every action, and moment of inaction. 

As you draw closer to hitting the ground, you realize that maybe, just maybe, in your moment of confusion, you had forgotten to ask the simplest of questions. 

"Why wait any longer?" 

You hit the ground anyway, and when you do, you wake up. It was all a bad dream. 

Hope. It's something you should always have. That's easier said than done, especially when everything seems as if it's bound to end with a long descent into the proverbial abyss, but then, if you don't have hope, what else can you claim to have as a weapon against the monsters of daily existence? 

Don't fall unless you fall. Never mistake falling with flight. 

Never mistake yet another opportunity at salvation with "the end". 

MC




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