A wild Sheep Chase

We can if we so choose, wander aimlessly over the continent of the arbitrary. Rootless as some winged seed blown about on a serendipitous spring breeze. Nonetheless, we can in the same breath deny that there is any such thing as coincidence. What's done is done, what's yet to be done is clearly yet to be, and so on. In other words, sandwiched as we are between the "everything" that is behind us and the "zero" beyond us, ours is a ephemeral existence in which there is neither coincidance nor possibility. In actual practice, however, distinctions between the two interpretations amount to precious little. A state of affairs (as with most face offs betwen interpretations) not unlike calling the same food by two different name. - Haruki Murakami, A Wild Sheep Chase, Chapter 10

The thing about Murakami is his characters are so normal yet so strange. As he describes how they eat, the benin aspects of their trivial lives is a reminder to all of us how life is spent. I forget sometimes what I'm meant to be doing with life, it feels too vast, too confusing. So I get lost in words, in stories, in people in everything but myself. It is so important to reflect upon your self. To choose wisely with consciousness and  intuition, to let your heart guide you - not to distract you. To be logical about the impossible, and to make people happy - most importantly yourself. And that means stopping every now and then and evaluating where you have come from, where you are going and above all where you are. If where you are is not where you want to be, shake things up, take a risk. The bigger the risk, the bigger the fall.... But when you risk to loose everything, you invariably risk to gain everything