The Things We Miss

Life goes on, it slides past us no matter how tightly we try and hold on to it. People talk about the past often as if it was this great thing but not always. Each of us has one thing that we tend to fixate on, a moment, a year, an age, a person or a place. That can be what inspires us, what drives us forward to do whatever we do but it does not have to be.

There is also one great thing that you miss this most, it can be the same thing, person or place. However, it does not have to be.

I find often what I miss most changes from time to time as life changes. Yet, there is one great thing that always comes back to me. The things that we return to are those that are of the most importance to us. I find that I miss the ocean most of all, the sound of the waves upon the shore, the vast space open and yet full of uncertainty, awe, fear and joy. I don't want an over crowded beach with silly people sunbathing, kids screaming and music blasting.

I want an empty beach, a beach that's quieter. You don't often find that at least not around the places I've had a chance to visit of late. It's like here, almost no matter where you go out in the woods or the country the sounds of people intrude into the quiet. The birds, the car horns and the sound of the wind all go hand in hand.

Still, perhaps we miss what we miss the most simply because we do not have it. If we had it, it might not mean the same to us. *disappears*