Girl walking into the darkness.

Thursday 26th February 2009.

Seriously, how fast is this year going? It's actually quite scary.
I've been having one of those days today where I think a lot about that crazy thing we all throw ourselves into every day... life.
I can't decide whether we should plan our time so that we get the most out of it, or would that eventually only limit our fulfillment?
In the end I came to a conclusion (I use the word conclusion very lightly because I'm sure I'll come up with another 'conclusion' at some point).
Every part of our life is like a dark room with doors at either end. When you're younger everything feels safe because you have the light from one door to light your way, as you get older the light becomes more faint and you have to make a decision whether to cross the room in the dark completely naive to what may come across your path, or you can walk against the wall. The wall is a steady route that will get you where you need to be without any worrying complications. As you get older the door at the other end of the room begins to let in light to show you your way, so once again everything becomes a little more clearer allowing you to look back on your room and see everything you've overcome.
So, I guess the biggest decision we ever have to make is whether we walk with one hand on the wall or we risk tripping over something in the darkness. Neither of them are wrong or right, merely different.
A nice feeling about it all is that it's never too late to move towards the wall if you need to, or make your way out into the unknown either. It just may be a little tricker than you may have imagined.

Girl walking into the darkness.
x.