Lifes a beach.....
Yesterday, the sun cracked the horizon to find me on the beach in Cape May. A little while walking the sand and stones, alone with thoughts.
Looking back the way I had come, I realized the beach I had just walked was gone now. The stones I had just looked at were already rearranged into new patterns.
You can't go back. There's the future, unknown. There's right now where we stand, and there's only memories of the past.
I know this isn't some wildly amazing revelation, but it was a good moment, there on that beach.
1 comment:
It's a good thing you can't go back.
More than likely, the price of the trip would be whatever you knew that would help "fix" whatever you wanted to change, and the results would be the same. OTOH, tomorrow is not a lock.
You only have now, and there's no time like it!
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