The Game of Life

Sometimes its easier to explain life with an analogy instead of plain words… why I don’t know. However, here is my analogy:

Remember that game we played as little kids… the one with all the shapes, and the table with different holes for the shapes. There was only one shape that fit in one hole. Although sometimes you could cram the circle into the square hole or something, but you always could tell that it wouldn’t fit just right. I have always been trying to cram the wrong shape into the wrong hole… but it never felt right. Then all of a sudden quite by accident I found my right shape. We fit together so well it was obvious we were meant to be together… Then my shape decided it wanted to try to cram itself into a different hole. Now, when you already had a perfect fit isn’t it foolish to settle for being a circle in a square hole. If that’s what it is eventually your hole is going to be pretty damn uncomfortable. As for this hole, why should it go seek squares? They will only disappoint me in the end… I have already found my circle… it just needs to realize it is a circle and come back to its perfect hole… and if it does not… I am not going to try to cram squares when I already found my circle, even if my circle cannot see I am a round hole anymore.