Sitting on the edge of the beach. Listening to this amazing pianist. The breeze is very gentle. My forehead is glistening with a bit of sweat but the cool breeze is remedying it.
I’m sitting here. Nervous to be alone with my thoughts. I’m wondering. What will people think about while sitting in this same spot. Piano. Stars. Breeze. The soft ocean smell. As they stare out into the abyss.
I see a plane and it’s so interesting to think how a person with that window seat has no idea that I’m watching them at they soar into the air on an adventure. I’ll never know who that person was or anything about them. Worries. Dreams. Desires. The good and bad. It’s perplexing to me how everyone has there own slice. It’s so minuscule in this infinite cosmos. Our lives are all so insignificant. But this doesn’t mean they aren’t beautiful. It just means that with a split second it can all be taken away and with very few exceptions. The world will continue to move forward in time. At some point you return back to dust. Your recollection will be gone with those people too.
Some people think it’s a dark thought. I don’t. I think it helps to ground me. Understand that this is so limited. With a limit none of us will ever know until that final second. It’s really beautiful and refreshing to know there’s only one true guarantee in life. Death. And it’s ok. It’s apart of this wonderful journey.
Embrace the random. There’s very little within your grasp. So smile. Be happy. Laugh. Fuck. Be brave. Be scared. And never. Ever. Forget to live.
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