Fluid

As I get older, I realize I know less and less. What I knew for sure was actually only a guess.

It's hard to distinguish what is truly real, my thoughts, my dreams, or anything else I feel.

My senses try their best to sort things out. Why am I here? What is my life really about?

What I thought was wrong may now be right. Areas that were dark have now become light.

Remember to relax between your rise and fall. Nothing in this life is solid, but fluid after all.

— John