It's All I Can Do

Throughout the course of this blog/ my life ( I know I'm being very general and vague, bear with me.  or, you know, don't), I've developed a lot of coping skills to deal with life.  Because, to be honest, life is pretty overwhelming, whether or not I'm actually busy.

There are the constant surprises, the ups and downs, and underneath it all, an engine propels us all through life, and we are helpless to stop it, all we can do is float along the rails.  This life is forever changing.  This life is forever amazing.  And all we can do is offer our thanks and continue to look at the sky, and try to grasp the fleetingness of life.

And for most of those times, it's hard to cope with the experiences life has handed us, whether sad or fantastical.  At least I find it extremely difficult.

So I sing, I dance.  I write, I listen to music.  I study the mountains, stand in  cornfields and look at the blue sky. I laugh, I cry, I swim and surf and ski.  I run in the place I live, the place I love.  I take pictures.  I laugh with my brother, I scrub my sister clean of the dust life leaves on her.  I try to understand, while at the same time know that I understand nothing.  I live.

It's all I can do.