Saturday, March 3, 2012

Without a Map

I often feel as though my life these days is rather like an effort to traverse a bumpy and winding stretch of land without a map. I take a turn, but the land forbids it, and sends me scurrying back the way I came with ominous rumblings and landslides. I have my eye on a patch way out by the far horizon, backed by the furthest hills, but the land won't have it. I am forced in one direction, however forbidding and unprofitable it may seem to me.I can only imagine the sea or a shining city with welcoming lights and victorious music. Sometime, no doubt, I will stumble on both without expecting it.

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