nobody realizes that that some people expend tremendous energy simply to be normal.

albert camus-

there will be a moment where it all comes together. a resting point where all the balls fit into place. where we stop searching for more, stop seeing it as less and relax into it. we yearn for those moments, where we drop the bags onto the floor and stretch out on the bed. not from exhaustion but from contentment, happy to lie there for the time being, no urge to get up and do anything. no phone to look at, no thought to cloud our sense of serenity.

in between it all we stretch ourselves. we swing from one branch to another, from one day and one objective, shuffling between cycles we create a life where this balance can be found. we work and rest while our heart creates an electrical pulse that makes it contract and push the blood throughout our body. we do the same in our lives. with our words and our motions, with our money-we form waves that make the world work around us. a flow of energy from within that push out as far as we can see. an extension of ourselves all around. in our home, at our work, in our surroundings.

surfers do this. they sit on boards in the ocean waiting for waves to ride. waiting and timing the place to be when the swell comes, where they can hop onto something and be part of the effort. we all want in on this, on the game, on the excitement, on the movement. we want more, only to relax the next moment in small moments to enjoy it all. to amass, to engage, to let go. one after another, until it all drains away and the lights dim and the game ends. only to repeat itself when we again awake.