To me life is like a river with a strong current. You get plopped in, and it’s gonna take you somewhere. But it’s up to you to go with the flow, swim against the current and climb the waterfall, or grab on to some log and hope for the best.
There are river openings and branchings up ahead. You got a choice to make. Wanna stay in the river, make it to the sea or get into some lake? Make a choice, but you don’t have all day. Some people drown, others smash into rocks, some explore deeper down, while others believe that eventually, some dude in a kayak is gonna save them.
Some swallow too much water and fight for air, and they succeed, others take away debris or sunken treasure along with them.
But it’s an ongoing journey without any guarantee but death.
You’ll get to the shore when you die.