Symbolism.

so there i sat at the edge of the stairs, the base of them under water, under the river that had climbed so high since the last time i went down there. Last time was mid summer. it was amazing weather, and the rocks on the riverbank were exposed and dry, my perfect place to think. i would often go there. Today however, the water was high, the stairs partially drowned. The rocks far away, deep under water. the sky was clouded over, dark and cold, whereas before it was blue, sunny, clear.
Kind of like my life.
Things were great then. this summer..it was gonna go by good. well...as we all know..life, doesn't like to cooperate with our plans. Now, the water isn't as nice, things from then have been buried deep under water. i can still see them, they're still there. but only because i know they're there. and because i'm looking. Had i just came to this place, it wouldnt have been that great, i would have left immediately...finding somewhere else..somewhere nicer to go. but no. i have a connection to this place. a memory. an emotion it draws out of me. its a place that makes me relax. makes me think. makes me feel better about everything. its crazy really. just a simple little place many would say is just like another. but no..there's something somewhat special about it. something captivating.
i love it there. it changes with the seasons, but despite it's changes, theres always something great, something calming about it. like when i'm there, nothing else is. the rest fades. the time, if i'm cold or hot, my worries melt and my thoughts wander.
And as it changes, so does life. time goes by, and as things change, so do my reasons for going there. sometimes theres no where else to go. other times..i just want to. sometimes i NEED to. its usually there. sometimes however, i can't get to it. sometimes too much snow or rain will block it off, and i'll be forced to settle with as close as i can get to it...and call that good.
like tonight for example. i sat on the very edge, my feet just on the step right above where the water stopped. thats the thing about it..no matter how difficult and distant and inconveinient to go there it gets...i still find myself there. i can't figure out why, but somehow, i always find my way back.