It’s not that anything is going wrong per se.
It’s more that we are wading father and farther into uncharted waters, and then…. whoops
we are far, far over our heads,
We should have seen it coming, we did in fact see it coming,
but we have to keep swimming, and we have to learn to surf,
and suddenly we are captaining our own little ships,
….and we have to figure out if we are pirates,
or cruise-ships and just who are we talking on board…
When we come to the little islands, do we trade with the natives?
…and what do we trade??? and…
OH SH*T LOOK OUT FOR THE TROPICAL STORM!!!!
Not that there will be a storm everyday. Half the time, you may be the storm.
It’s just the the paradigms keep changing,
and they do so suddenly and with out remorse.
Was it ever even really your life?
I guess it was…. what are you going to do now?