I feel as though I am in a river, constantly being pushed by fast
moving rapids. I don't like the speed, so I try to grab a hold of something to slow me down. I find nothing. While this is going on I can't stop thinking to myself; where am I going to end up? Will it be a place I want to go? Should I just let the river have its way with me now and end all the struggle? Then I feel, as I am continuously being submerged under water, what if this really is how my life ends; am I going to be one of those people who doesn't make it, who drown or give up? Then I realize, this is life, all I can do is live it, I don’t know in what instance it will end, so I will make the most of every second. If I should go, well then heck, it was my time and there was nothing I could have done about it. Finally after I have come to that realization the river slows down and I feel a little tranquility, but I still can't see the end of the river, so I still wonder, what lies ahead?