I will admit it, I have gone off the deep end. Though I mean this figuratively, I can’t help but imagine myself standing at the edge of a diving board at an Olympic sized pool. Before I could even finish mentally preparing to dive in head first, I was already swimming half-way down to touch the bottom of the pool. Why? Somehow I felt that if I succeeded in doing this, life would make more sense. They say curiosity killed the cat, but not this cat. I touched the base of this pool and am swimming back up to catch my breath. I can see the sunlight bright above the water shattering like broken pieces of mirror reflecting and shining blinding light into my eyes. Though my heart beats a mile per second, I have no fear. I’m anxious to make it all the way to the top to relish in my accomplishment. Maybe this is the feeling people get when they run a marathon, except it took me almost 4 years to finish. Time is relative and only a small detail in an experience of a lifetime.
They say that every answer you find leads to more questions. Unfortunately the answers to those new questions require diving back into a bigger and deeper pool. Fuck the new questions for now, it’s time to enjoy the newly acquired answers…
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now that you’re out of the water, soak in the warmth of the pooled water on the concrete edge while you reflect on the significance of your new found knowledge 🙂
Fuck the new questions indeed… but uh..where’s Payazaro?
Payazaro is busy playing peekaboo with the world!