Thursday, September 6, 2007

Life is shaped like a diamond

As I sit at home by myself watching TV shows from my childhood, I can't help but think that life is shaped like a diamond. If you can imagine walking from one end of the beach to the other from the beginning to end of my life, I began alone, one set of steps, joined quickly by those of my immediate family. Then as time went on, I was joined by more and more until in college, there were footprints everywhere and the edge of my world stretched far past the horizon. Now the world is narrowing again, I can once again make out the faint outlines of the edge of my world, my possibilities. The number of prints left in the sand decreasing; I'm walking onward with fewer and fewer of them until one day it is just my own two feet again.