Bittersweet Symphony

It's a wonderful life.... and then we pass. On to the next life, the next place. With an awestruck audience left behind and an expectorant audience awaiting with open arms.

The problem is getting over our reliance or expectations in this life, this here and now. It seems the faster our life accelerates the more reliant we become on foreign things. Some people don't succumb to those complex matters - and can practically see the light beyond, without effort, to the point that it becomes ingrained in their inner makeup.

Is this the life we are expected to lead? Chasing some distant dragon with exclusive purpose to control, manipulate and mold into some feigned form. The perfect wedding (complete with infinite price-tag and indebtedness) , a perfect baby (that eats, sleeps and poops *repeat*), a fabulous house with depreciated value.

Our "great expectations" take us down a road that is paved in asphalt which cracks after a couple cold winters, or concrete which heaves after a simmering week, or gravel which shifts with each passing step...

Nothing is perfect - no one is perfect, we strive to become better people, but shouldn't be expected to be perfect.

Seek the comfort food. Make your way through the line for some hotdish, macaroni and cheese, cake, a bit of coffee to warm us. Then each day we arise for more, hoping to leave some imprint on society or some one as one season moves into another.

Its a bittersweet symphony this life. A complex mix of highs and lows stretched across time and space. Hopefully in the end we find love and are loved and look back satisfied with all we've accomplished been through.