what joy it is to be distracted… not by the past, not by the future, but by the present… by the here and now! we spend so much effort trying to understand the whats and whys and hows of what was, and even more effort trying to predict the how-tos of what will be. and slowly our present becomes our past, and we cry over what we did not live, did not do, did not have… wasting even more present life on searching for something that will never be found.

how confounding… how confounded we are!