The interstate of life


Brother Void
August 24, 2002 12:28AM (UTC)

"You are free and that is why you are lost."
-- Franz Kafka

On the interstate of life you rarely reach your destination. In rest stop after rest stop, you look for signs of God, or happiness, or just reason enough to get back on the road. But is it not right and fitting that you lose your way? Isn't such failure itself evidence of the sublime? Granted, the bleary-eyed, caffeine-dazed monotony of the interstate of life may often feel like an endless bad dream. But the roadside wreckage that marks your journey -- the discarded quarts of oil, the busted hubcaps, the insect bodies splattered on your windshield, the coffee lids scattered at your feet -- aren't these signs that, in a certain way, you have already arrived?

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It's not whether I arrive; it's how I lose my way.

Reprinted with permission from "Daily Afflictions" by Andrew Boyd, published by W.W. Norton. To order a copy, click here


Brother Void

Brother Void is the alter ego of Andrew Boyd. More information about Brother Void and his book, "Daily Afflictions," can be found at his Web site.

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