water drop.

a thousand tomorrows so that the world of today looks more hopeful than monotonous. rolling the weight of the heaviest rock as we perpetually spend our years climbing and re-climbing the same mountain. maybe we'll see the other side eventually?

round and round we go on the existentialist merry-go-round. if we do wake up today, eat, drink, sleep, it is inevitable that the same will come for our tomorrows.

circles. planets. orbits. the life cycle. time the snake that eats it's own tail.

"I can negate everything of that part of me that lives on vague nostalgias, except this desire for unity, this longing to solve, this need for clarity and cohesion. I can refute everything in this world surrounding me that offends or enraptures me, except this chaos, this sovereign chance and this divine equivalence which springs from anarchy. I don't know whether this world has meaning that transcends it. But I know that I do not know that meaning and that it is impossible for me just now to know it. What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me? I can understand only in human terms."
~ Albert Camus, 1955, The Myth of Sisyphus: And Other Essays, p. 51