Bend and Not Break

More often than not, daily life requires that we push forward with reckless determination. We simply don't have time or the foresight to question our action or even our choices, but we just do what we have to do. And for a large majority of our daily existence, that's enough. We have class at 9:30, a friend in need of visiting, goldfish from the vending machine and a paper due tomorrow and that's all we need from life. We dance in a fluid spiral through the motions of life. And life is good.

Then something big happens, like the Tasmanian Devil ripping through our lives, we are knocked off our paths (if even just for a little bit) and we are forced to change, to choose, to live. 

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Suddenly I'm five years old an I don't know how to do things. Suddenly, someone tells me that all my efforts have paid off and I am going to Europe. And it scares me. A lot.

Sometimes life requires that we walk even when we don't know where our foot is going to land.
Its difficult, its frightening and altogether undesireable.

But boy does it feel good when you can say that you walked through the new land and here you are, living and breathing. And everything is ok.