I so often feel like I live on a sea, a moving flowing sea of water. And on top of this flowing sea of water are blocks that float. They are, however, disconnected. It was be so much simpler if they were connected. I could choose a direct path and stick to it. I’d end up at a destination, one that I saw in my mind’s eye, one that I wanted to find and eventually arrive at safe and sound. But no! Oh no!! Not me!!!
I wonder on this wondering Wednesday if there are people who have blessed blocks that are connected in a neat and orderly line. Their convenient blocks lead them to a pot of gold or at least to a reward of some kind because they were intelligent or lucky enough to choose the right path. Lucky dogs!
I have these damned floating blocks that are never connected at all. They are disconnected and separate and totally unalike. There seems to be no theme to them at all. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to my blocks. They’re always a surprise.
I leap from one to the next, in anticipation of having some kind of a “normal” life and seem to land on top of a more insane Alice in Wonderland Wacky World block than the last one! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
My leaps of faith are getting shorter and shorter. I don’t want to stay on this block I’m on now, that’s for sure! But I have little faith in my ability to choose a “good” block to leap onto next. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha My blocks are floating aimlessly around me, bumping into each other and randomly appearing to have no meaning whatsoever. Stupid things! I stand on my present block and turn around and around and around and finally leap onto another one, without much hope or much confidence.
However, I suppose each one of these disjointed blocks has some kind of lesson or meaning to it. Some of them are very interesting, that’s for sure! Some of these blocks are intense. I am not so sure I regret some of them. I rather like to look back over my shoulder and watch them float away fondly recalling some of that intensity. My life isn’t boring or mundane or routine or “normal.” Is anybody’s?
I suppose one day I may happen to jump on a block that is finally connected to another one and perhaps they lead somewhere good. Perhaps they lead me home. I have been floating on this sea of disjointed blocks for so long that I hardly remember what home looks like or feels like. I wonder if it is green and solid and dependable. So far, my sea is fluid and unpredictable and often threatening. I’ve fallen in so many times that it is becoming an odd sort of routine.
I wonder if my lesson is to learn how to let life roll off my back like water off a duck’s feathers. Well, no matter … all I can actually deal with is the present block that I’m standing on today. It’s not really all that bad, not really. I like some corners of it a lot, actually. Some corners on this block are very exciting. Well, my theme of the day is “disjointed.” Hahahahaha
What does this have to do with a smoking website? Well, Well, Well, Well, if you begin this journey to discover yourself, sometimes it leads you to strange waters that sweep you away, far far away from your past and the shore of your homeland. Sometimes you wonder what the heck you’re doing, but … eventually maybe it begins to make sense. And when you slip off of your dry block, you douse the pack of cigarettes and they become unsmokeable. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha So there, I tied it in so very neatly with a nice crisp silky blue ribbon. I like it!
