This isn’t so much of a post about anything in particular, as post about the everything and nothing. I guess what I’m referring to is the way life tends to run so many things together and tie them up with so many knots, that its impossible to untangle them and isolate specific strands. You can try pulling on a string at random, but you’ll probably only make the problem worse, and one can only hope that what comes out of the mess is relatively orderly. But perhaps the most aggravating part of life is the way everything can seem so clear at one moment, and the next day you realize that your newly found order was nothing but an illusion.
Enough with analogizing. In a nutshell, life is confusing, and oftentimes feels more like a game of whack-a-mole than a race to the finish.
Before I kill anyone with this overly philosophical post, I will end it with a quote I read yesterday that may hold the key to some of the chaos.
“Have you realized that most of your unhappiness in life is due to the fact that you are listening to yourself instead of talking to yourself?” – Martyn Lloyd-Jones