Feeling the energy of the new year pulsing through me I’m looking at the waves. They are peculiar. They seem the same. Each one washes in with a certain familiarity but when you really look at them you notice that they’re all different.
No wave is ever the same. No life is ever the same.
But somehow, we forget to look at it that way. Our sense of wonder gets lost in our quest to put everything and everyone into a box. To sort things as a way to make sense of all the chaos around us.
Maybe we’re not meant to do that. Maybe we should just make peace with the fact that we are like waves.