Going with the Flow: The qualms of a working man
Life, I have come to realize, is unpredictable, and unrelenting. Like a mountain stream, we do not control the flow of our lives; instead, we are immersed in it, amongst it, shaped by it. There will be riffles, pools, and tailouts; waterfalls and canyons. But always flowing, always moving, towards some end that can not be determined; for it is the unknown. ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————– This thing called life happened to me this summer. After trying my hardest to pretend it didn’t…