While I was watching the Korean drama, “My Mister” for the fourth time, suddenly a sentence came to me. “We have all been seeking since birth, but we can never find.” That is because seeking and finding are opposites. Not only that, but if we should happen to find, we would immediately start seeking again. That is the nature of man.

By the way, MM may have been the finest Korean drama ever made (and I think it is), but the sentence that came to me had nothing to do with it.

I have spent this lifetime seeking and never finding.

No human being has a credible answer to why we are here and not there. Giggle.

It’s all one gigantic game of “Seek and ye shall find.” I hate to quote Jesus in this essay, but try to get over it.

The mystery of life is that it is both short and everlasting at the same time.

Most days I feel the everlastingness of it. I have created a permanent place in the sofa from sitting on it day after day after lifetime after lifetime. I am the Perennial Couch Potato, but I digress.

Type A’s are just more aggressively lost than Type B’s.

Sigh.

Always leave room for a sigh, whether it be because you are bored or facing the abyss.

Jesus said it first, at least for Christians, but if He is still saying it, we are still seeking it.

The dilemma of the opposites is that there is no one to rise above them.

It’s the sound of one hand clapping its forehead. Oy and vey.

Does it have to be so silly and serious at the same time? It does if it has my name on it!

I guess this is a “gotcha” essay on a Wednesday night in September when I realized how we have f…ed this planet up while thinking we are intelligent signs of life in the universe. Think again. Or maybe not.

Sigh.

Vicki Woodyard