4 lines to rule them all

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Heres a visual representation of what your life looks like if you live above the statistical benchmark to the age of 80. Each square here represents one week at an average of 53 weeks per year To some this might seem morbid, but I find it fascinating, humbling. You see a box I see milestones; birth of a child. The passing of a loved one. Graduation. The first paycheck. Marriage. Happiness and sadness and everything in between all rolled into 4 lines connected together. I like to fill in each week as it passes, it serves the following purpose - acts as a reminder on how far I have to go, so I contemplate and reflect on mistakes to learn from them - helps in keeping my self aligned to my values and stick to my smaller seemingly mundane habits that will only benefit me in the long run (like staying active/ keeping relationships) - keeps me grounded on how much I do not know - a constant reminder on not to take small things too seriously as it will all eventually come to an end - lastl...
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The Physiology of Sadness

At times life brings about moments that carry with them cradles of worry.

Endless problems tightly wrapped up in bundles yet carelessly held, ready to be dropped into the arms of the nearest passerby

In such instances, for those unlucky people moments turn into months - months into years - and years into lifetimes

The question then I ask myself is, what does a person who has been forced to shoulder unwanted misery look like? 

Or rather, why does he look like that? 

Because on contemplation I can imagine numerous people I have encountered, some close, others not, that have been distorted by the sadness that has consumed them whole, their bodies and their souls. 

They look different, they stand out easily in a crowd, they have a distinct perturbed flavor to their auras.

Each excessive line etched into their faces ready to tell a tale so profoundly misfortunate that a palmist might shudder. 

Such is the nature and the physiology of human grief. It displays itself unashamedly

And now I have lost my train of thought, and gratefully so, because this one is quite depressing. 

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