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The Unfolding Story

Nocturnal writing escapades are becoming something of a habit. It seems to take an entire day for the reflective part of my consciousness to find it’s way from the labyrinth, pull up a comfy chair, and start talking to anybody that might listen.

Sometimes I have a lot to write, and sometimes very little. It very much depends on events of the day, I suppose – for the last year “adventure” has been somewhat thin on the ground. Life has been quiet.

I’ve often made sense of life by likening it to a “choose your own adventure” book – where you make decisions throughout each day, and they result in turning to given pages where the immediate future is foretold. While it’s a nice idea, I’m not sure it always works. The real world seems to involve far more unpredictability that any scripted story could engineer. Perhaps the chaos is a natural product of everybody turning their pages at the same time.

Sometimes you arrive on the same page as somebody else, and discover each other through the stories of the days that follow. The plot for chapters to come is rewritten – shaped by nothing more than each other’s presence. It’s all rather marvellous.

10 replies on “The Unfolding Story”

Perhaps this pandemic year has affected me. I certainly don’t think of myself as anti-social, but now that we’re all vaccinated…we still haven’t reclaimed any territory, or company, beyond the boundaries of our property. There’s plenty to do here–more than a lifetime’s work awaits us every morning. Perhaps were not avoiding the outer, larger world. Maybe we’ve just chosen our own adventure.

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A recurring theme during a company call yesterday where we talked about the things we will take away from the lock-downs is that we don’t WANT to go back to the way things were before. Being forced to slow down made us realise there was another way.

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Despite the pandemic, I think my life (at least online) has been quite eventful lol but as well interlinks with causality. I like how you word friends coming together over the same page, though and I love it when I come across others who want to get to grips with my friendship chapter pages of life’s book over it. I end up feeling all floaty and smiley. There’s nothing like connection.

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It is 🙂 Meeting of minds is another I just thought of. Oh, and “singing from the same hymn sheet”. Not sure why I use that one, though seeing as I’m not religious 😉

I love word play.

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