Try not to think ....
Tuesday, May. 12, 2009 1:34 PM

"I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work." - Thomas A. Edison (1847 - 1931)

It's raining outside. The sky is gray with a bluish tint to it. I want to leave my office and go outside. I want to climb through the glass and find myself on the other side. Would there be a gentle breeze or none at all? Are the raindrops cold or full of warmth?

What is it about water that fascinates me so? When I feel the need to cry or find a place to think things through, I climb into the shower and let the water beat down on me. When I feel like escaping from the world I live in, I imagine myself climbing into a cool body of water and floating away. I can feel the lapping water enveloping my skin, washing everything away.

If I swam from one end of the world to the other would I feel different inside? Would my frustrations fall away and never come back? Would I emerge from the water a new person, or would I find out that I'm just a wetter version of myself?