Maybe hard is necessary

It just hit me.

I’ve been unconsciously resisting against a hard life.

It’s been the veil behind every thought.

It’s been the resistance, uncertainty around the central life questions looping through my mind—having kids, having kids and still having time to surf, buying a house, saving for retirement, figuring out freedom, helping our loved ones grow and age.

Well ya, maybe it’s hard, but you know what? I’ll figure it out.

And it’s ok if it’s hard. Hell—it might be important that it’s hard.

Where’d this idea come from that it should all, or would all, be easy?

It occurs to me this epiphany has also been had by the writers of the Friends theme song and Coldplay in The Scientist.