The In-simplicity of Life

So, two things before I begin. The first is that I do want to apologize for my last post. It rambled, made little sense, and was over all extremely poorly written. I was going through something at the time and my attention was otherwise diverted. The second is that I'm writing this as I watch the fire go, which means I'm in a very contemplative mood. So this may seem abstract, but I assure you the writing quality will be a large improvement over the last post. It also means that there will be a second post right after this on the craft of writing. It started forming in my head as I began this post. So, with that said, onward we move.

So, the big reason that I named this blog the Misadventures in the Journey of Life is that life is full of misadventures. Regardess of which path we choose for it to go, it rarely ever goes in that particular direction and never without detours and complications. You could easily claim that life is the most in-exact science of them all and rightly so. Even the title of this blog was not what I wanted: instead of misadventures IN the journey, I wanted misadventures ON the journey and autocorrect changed it before I caught it. I havents changed the title because I thought that even that minor mistake further emphasised the overall feel of the blog. It might seem like a minor thing, but to an artist, there is no such thing. But I digress.

The phrase "following the straight and narrow" has always bothered me because no life's journey is ever that direct and simple. Every choice we make, no matter how mundane and ordinary, follows some sort of consequence-either good or bad. For every action, there is an opposite and equal reaction. For instance, you can leave early for work and still be late and vice versa. You could take a detour from work and wind up seeing a different part of the city and see parts of it that you had no idea of its existence beforehand. Life, in the grand scheme of things, is nothing more than a sumeration of events from the most banal to the most exceptional. 

The second thing is that nothing in life is actually simple. A word of kindness can mean the world to someone struggling with depression and a word of indifference can utterly destroy an otherwise good day. Yet, even words like "love" and "hate" mean little when in the context of "I love this song" or "I hate Mondays". Body language, and especially action, resound much more than spoken or written word. For instance, you could claim to love your job one week and quit it the next. Even the most fickle individual can make a permanent impact on something, should they so choose. Indeed, even the most careless actions can lead to permanent consequences. 

I use the phrase "c'est la vie" (which is French for "such is life" when discussing something out of my control. In fact, there is far more that occurs that is out of our control than is in it. Storms are not of our doing and an earthquake could strike any time-day or night. You could be promoted and move into a nice neighborhood and still have the company fold and your house broken into. Or, on the opposite end of the spectrum, you could throw away a seed, and it could still turn into a tree in a landfill. Toss a meal in the garbage that you didn't like and have it become a gourmet feast for a homeless person digging through the trash. Et cetera, et cetera.

So, in closing, my encouragement to you is to embrace the little things in life. Because, one day, those small things could turn out to be the most important parts on your journey.