Like the corners of a beach blanket on a windy day, seems like certain aspects of life are forever flappin free.
But, hey — is that a bad thing?
A stubborn streak of wind can pick up a lot of answers.
And if we’re not too busy trying to keep things the way we think they should be —
If we are able to stop and listen —
Well, we might just hear something to help us on our way.
Sure, there’s good that can come from putting things in order. But I find that the more time I spend straightening, labeling, and stacking things in neat little piles — the more panicked I feel when the wind picks up again.
So why not just let the wind blow through your life?
Let it turn your perfect hair into a fright wig.
Pick up things you think you can’t live without — and scatter them beyond your reach.
Maybe some new dust will do your piles good —
And anyway, you can always pick out the cigarette butts and go on.
That’s easy enough.