There are days and then there are days. Life demands from us a constant stream of adjustments, even for most of us, hourly changes. The only alternative is to become mentally and emotionally stale, consciously or not, we begin looking for death’s door. Can it be that we are trapped, all of us, when we run out of the will to make adjustments, we die?
Maybe I’m just having one of those days, or maybe our human situation is not this dire. Then again, maybe Darwin was right, he called his evolutionary theory the survival of the fittest but could we not better describe and understand the theory as the survival of the adjustable. Either way, this is how life is but is this all that life is?
Beware of the ruts.
G.Goslaw
Landers, CA
