You can spend all your time searching for one big thing and never notice all the little things that give life its texture and depth of meaning. Jackson Browne sang, “To see things clear, it’s hard enough I know, while you’re waiting for reality to show, without dreaming of the perfect love and holding it so far above that if you stumbled onto someone real, you’d never know.”
To me, having one career sounds a lot like a life sentence. Some people need that structure, but some of us prefer the open water with just enough boat for the ones we love, maybe a few fishing poles and a kitten.
I love questions and answers. I love questions when I can’t even figure out the answers. But not the stupid apples and oranges questions that have no answers like if three apples climbed a ladder how many oranges would fall out of a bucket list? Or if a kitten and a half had a litter and a half in a year and a half, how long would it take a school of red herrings to suck out the peanuts from a brittle?
Yes, distraction can definitely be a mind bender, but is discovering the subject of this column really the key to my fulfillment? Sometimes I prefer to just let the ocean spray do its thing rather than try to take on a tidal wave with a dinghy.
To solve two problems with one answer, sometimes I’m a father and sometimes I’m a son. That can never be one thing, just as I’m a songwriter as well as a columnist.
It may not lead to a life of prominence or aid me in fulfilling my potential, but at least it gets that fishy smell out from under the bed.
Yogi Berra was credited for saying, “If you don’t know where you’re going, you’ll wind up someplace else.”
I say, even the dinghy, meandering and unanchored, catches a sparkle from the ocean spray.
Willie Kiernan is a past editor of the Cazenovia Republican and a contributing columnist. He can be reached through the editor at firstname.lastname@example.org.