Forever

Forever gets spent in many ways. Some people happy, some sad, some don’t know or can’t even think. Many will have spent it in these few seconds, others are just being born. Many struggle physically or mentally. I don’t know that my life has all been spent wisely or that I’ve gotten everything I wanted. What is wisely anyway? Wise or unwise life comes and goes. When I look at the 4 seasons it seems it is as it should be. Life seems to make up the rules as it goes along. People do. What I call good is good to me. Birth is a season, life is a season, death is a season. Each season has it’s storms and bright sunny days, and each day is how we perceive it, though it is not only our perception that affects us. Others affect us and we them. The weather affects us and we probably affect it. I have many questions but no answers. If I did have an answer how could it be true?