I was walking home today, as I do almost every day, walking a bridge over the Thames, thoughts clouding my head, as they always do; As I neared home, I just closed my eyes for a couple of seconds, and tried to clear my head of all the clutter: The worries, joys and anxieties that seem to be taking over my life right now. I could see it all flowing past my head as I walked, a stream of red and yellow, thoughts and fears - gone, ignoring me, letting me be, if only for a few seconds.

I thought to myself, "What if all that I worry about, all that I fear and all that I hope for, was somehow never resolved. What if it was just me, right now, versus the world. Would I be comfortable in that position?"

It made me realise - some things will never be resolved, and maybe that's not a bad thing. I've got to learn to cope with that. Maybe we should stop worrying about how the future's gonna turn out, and just do the best we can for today. All things in this life are, after all, ephemeral. That's something I've always found hard to deal with. And maybe I don't have a right to be worried. Streams of red and yellow, after all, are just that - streams - flowing, meandering, weaving, but always reaching their destination.

And so, I submit my first deviation. It's not finished. It's not resolved. Maybe it doesn't need to be