“For me I’m convinced life is like swimming to an ever receding island. If you stop you sink. But as hard as you swim you can never get to the island. It’s completely frustrating. Then slowly you realise that you can find smiles and happiness while you swim, it’s not all dependent on that island. Need to enjoy the journey.”
“Down side to this is that I CANT SWIM…..but it’s the thought that counts.”
–Gary, in the comments of Lisa’s inspirational quote
Chel Owens 
The island is also barren. You’d starve.
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Ever the optimist. You’re probably right.
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It’s good to be positive about things, as you well know. The island was barren because it’s where they had done their nuclear testing.
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Oh geez.
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Eh, I’m a floater.
The saloon is hopping! (With a frog and everything)
https://carrotranch.com/2020/03/30/saddle-up-saloon-all-good/
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Are you *on* a floater? 🙂
Thanks!
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Destinations can disappoint, gotta enjoy the journey.
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That is profound. Thank you.
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One of my poems, not about an island but about imagined journeys.
Journey to an ever-changing sea
Each of us has travelled our own thirsty roads
to arrive in our own imagined seaside town
and walked our own historical lanes
in search of where we’ve been
so that we might know where we are going.
Can it be that the point of the journey
is the journey itself
and that our gravest danger
is arriving at each town
clinging to our memories of the last one?
At the breakwater of our learning,
we risk piling rock upon rock of yesterday,
building marinas of the mind
only to wake, breached,
by the tidal wave of tomorrow.
Let journeys bring us to the destinations they will
and let the waves deliver the tide unguarded
and we may yet see the purpose
of a pointless compass
in an ever-changing sea.
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Amen.
That last line, in particular, is perfect.
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Why, thank you, ma’am.
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I’ve heard that drowning causes euphoria.
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In point of fact, drowning or freezing to death are supposed to be less painful ways of leaving…
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What about drowning in chocolate?
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I think I’d opt for drowning whilst in a chocolate-induced coma.
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That might just be the perfect death.
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Would you say… Death by chocolate?
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Sounds good to me.
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Talk about a dimbat. I was thinking that there was another Gary. Quite excited as Gary is a name which is on the decline, so not many of us about. I need a coffee fix…
Thank you my friend xx
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I found him amusingly profound. I hoped he didn’t mind.
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No I suspect he’s not used to that sentiment. I think he will be very happy about that. I also strongly suspect that he would be sending you a big hug as well for being so nice.
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Yes!! it’s all about the journey.. 😉
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😀 Exactly!
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