|Happiness is the Longing for Repetition (M.A. Reilly, 2009)|
Think about the predictability of lives that shoot like arrows, unfolding linearly, neatly. I think of Milan Kundera who at the end of The Unbearable Lightness of Being comments:
"And therein lies the whole of man's plight. Human time does not turn in a circle; it runs ahead in a straight line. That is why man cannot be happy: happiness is the longing for repetition."I like narratives you can drive through; ones with the potential to circle back in unexpected and difficult to chart ways. Perhaps like me, you too appreciate lives that are composed largely with holes so big that the urge to wander is most often present, flirting with the want to get on.
It's that tension between uncertainty and certain destination that most opens me (and perhaps you?) to possibility.