Random ramblings from the moment...
do all thing matter in life... is there purpose in each?
did it matter that I finished my first triathlon this past weekend? did it matter that it was in Maui?
did it matter that I sat in seat 32E?
that my wide eyes fell across the horizon? that they found a bit of humanity in the sunset.
that I didn't say the things I shouldn't have said? that I was too soon? too late?
that I arrive safely and alone again. that I let the wind dance upon the surface of my skin and off across the distance. tossing pebbles back upon the beach, loosing them to the world.
was it all for this? is it insanity or hope?
and still I know not the reason.