In quicksand

I've now been working at the new sales company for two days. Surprisingly I even enjoy it to a very high extent. I've always thought that salespeople are stupid and annoying pervs, and now being one of them myself (I still believe it a bit:D) I think it's not that monochromatic at all. Being a salesperson recquires good skills of approaching people and not scaring them away, because the attitude towards those folks is well-known, isn't it?
I love it right now how I'm just so busy that it isn't even funny, but the great thing with all the action is that thing actually get done. It's so true to say that who does, gets thing done. Stating the obvious again, obviously.

I've often been wondering about changes in our lives. Factors, that affect the flow of our life-rivers. There are always rocks in the water and all those other obstacles to overcome. Yet the flow never stops. It never stops. It might change direction, sometimes, but don't you find it all natural?
After all, isn't it all about how we perceive the world ourselves? We might take the change of direction as a form of change, but isn't this overrating?
I strongly suggest people to read Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being. I think the idea of this book pretty much describes my philosophical perception of life at the moment.
I've worked out a profound theory of the meaning of life and everything, but it's way too complex to be put down here. It's something I'd want to discuss about with a glass of good wine and a perfect company worthy of having a discussion about everything and yet nothing. It's complicated and deep, yet so simple and logical, so overrated but yet sometimes the value of it is neglected somewhere under a pile of filthy sadness and bitterness of the unwanted and repressed emotions that crawl upon us from the ill boundaries we set ourselves with the imaginary rules (and the sentence needs punctuation, yes..)... It's just so iffy, I love it. Take it all in, kids. The complexity and simplicity melange is what makes it so fascinating. Just don't forget to see beauty in ugliness and perfection in beauty.
The love for living is what keeps the flow in the right direction. It's easy to lose it. Just don't let things get to you.
And the thing they call regretting... there is no such thing. What's done is done, don't look back. Doesn't matter how hard we try, it's impossible to change time. It's something we have to live with and accept the fact that everything passed is past. Period. (I'll go eat something now.)