Thoughts destined to be washed away by the tides of life. |
I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance? I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them. Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog. |
I am supposed to blog in the morning, but this has been an unusual day. A number of things required attention and a few merited intervention. But I didn't want to break my blogging streak. It brings up an interesting choice. Blogging at the end of the day would allow me to relay all the exciting events of the day but I might be too tired to do so. And what if the events of the day were too personal, too embarrassing, or just too boring to write about? I'm not really good at the daily diary kind of thing. I don't find my life interesting, why would anyone else? It's easier to blog in the morning. It's easier to let ideas move my fingers over the keyboard when I am still in that morning haze, when I am just awake and fresh from dreams full of the deep, philosophical thoughts birthed in them, stirring and refining them in a steaming cup of black coffee. I wish I had a cup of coffee right now. I will have to settle for prepping the coffee maker with the water and coffee for tomorrow morning's brew. I look forward to bedtime because it's closer to my next cup of coffee. I can't wait to wake up and have my first cup of the day. |