today: laying around.

early this morning, i got up, and i drank some instant coffee. while in the kitchen, i noticed out the window that the ocean waves had a calmness about them. it was almost as if they were telling me to come and walk next to them. then, as i was drinking my coffee, i realized that today is tax day. that wouldn’t have been so bad, had i actually already done my taxes for this year. 

so, what is the point? i suppose that it is something to the effect that both life and nature call me to do different things: nature suggests that she’d love me to sit on the beach, drink some fruit juice, and be with my family—yet, life tells me i have to file my taxes, work, and write papers. 

sometimes, i think about life as a race of sorts, and i always ask myself the same question: can the race be won? what’s at the end? how do i know if i am finished? what place do i currently hold? 

i don’t have a tremendous amount of time to think about these things today. but, i’ve come to the conclusion that it will be impossible to predict a prize or reward at the end of this race, and i must run it—not for me, but for something much much greater. 

until we talk again.