How did I get here?

Well-here I am. How did I get here? What is it all about? The days, months, years – run away like water leaking from a cracked cup. Suddenly, you realise its nearly empty. How did that happen? Whilst you are busy making other plans, following dreams, being those other shadow selves playing so many parts in this epic– being so many things to so many people. Until you reach that point of: How did I get here? And now the important part – remember how sweet the wine of life was! Not all wasted or run away. But savoured in memory; Look! The cup is not empty – Lets’ not waste what is left, treat it as a fine wine, become a connoisseur. We have the experience now – now every sip is appreciated, the sour as well as the sweet. And then – it doesn’t matter how we got here – we are here – still – let’s become connoisseurs.