Thursday, July 31, 2008

Like A Drunken Sailor

There's always a point in one's career when one must look back upon the path and all the decisions leading up to that point, and gaze upon the wonders of randomness--and of deliberation--that led one to this moment and this time and this place and this happenstance.

For me, that point is where it is truly possible to comprehend non-Euclidian geometry and multidimensional quantum physics, because there is no way anyone not blind-drunk walking backwards on their hands and using the guiding light shining out of their own backside could navigate a path like this on purpose.

Like most fools, I started out focused and sure of myself in the grander scheme of things--I knew what I want and how I thought I'd be getting it, and even presumed to assume who'd be signing the checks. I now know that it's only because of an innate and impeccable sense of comedic timing that I was permitted to think thusly, for the sole purpose of providing the universe with a banana-peel pratfall.

With the twists, turns, and timeslips, I have since learned to assume nothing, expect nothing, and prepare for anything. When I look ahead, I see only the landscape I'm guaranteed not to be experiencing in the near future. I'm learning to look around and under and in between. Career progression is not the ship sailing through murky waters, but rather the algae bloom lurking in the waves, the sentient ooze that finds its way into the spaces between grains of sand.

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Skylar Masey said...

I love those happy accident, and when the planets align to make good things happen.

Savanna Kougar said...

Murky is so right!
Timeslips? As in slipping into another timeline?