the pride cycle

so you see the world a certain way. you look out your window and it's sunny. it's beautiful. it's your life.

my high school writing teacher, Mrs. Nancy Watson-Weir, once told us about a boy she met who challenged her whole way of thinking about the world by asking her, in all seriousness "what if everything behind you is nothing more than an expanse of black nothing?" you can't tell. it might be true. i read once that "a way of seeing is also a way of not seeing." you can't be looking both ways. there will always be that black nothing. it's the only thing that can offset the white something.

so it's sunny today. your life rocks. but then what? suddenly you find out there's more to it. there are things you missed. major things. important things. things you hadn't thought about before. things you should've thought about before. what are you going to do about those things?

pile them up. make a scrapbook.

remember.

hugh macleod of gapingvoid.com puts it like so:

I find that a large part of the human experience is [a] getting oneself into a rut and then [b] figuring out how to get oneself out of it.

there's so much to figure out. so many ways to go about it.

or are there? sometimes i think it might all be boiled down to the scientific method.
1. hypothesize 2. experiment 3. repeat
and that's how we live our lives. we take what we see and we do what we can. it's a cycle of falling down and getting up. that sounds really cheesy. like something you'll tell your kid as he crashes his bicycle for the fifth time. yeah. oh well.

what's a bicycle good for if you can't crash it occasionally?