Making Sense

Sometimes you realize that you have been trying to make sense of things that don’t make sense.  At times situations don’t seem to make sense, but you can figure them out in the end.  But sometimes things simply don’t make sense.  But because we have a tendency to try to figure things out (or at least those of us who are curious do), we search and search for the meaning of things, even when it doesn’t exist.  There are things in life that don’t make sense – sometimes people don’t make sense and sometimes the situations we find ourselves in don’t make any sense at all.  Yet we desperately want them to make sense and so we come up with different explanations and excuses that in the end just don’t cut it.  We try so hard to make sense out of stuff when there is no way that it can make sense.  We want it to make sense, because then we could feel better about it.  But sometimes it just can’t happen, and you can only go on so long fooling yourself into thinking that it’s not just the confusing, nonsensical mess that it looked like from the beginning.  Because in reality, that’s all it is.  There are times that we need to simply except the fact that we cannot understand everything; and we need to except the fact that other people, as well as ourselves, will not always make sense, and there is no way to figure it out and give it meaning.  Sometimes you get hurt and there is nothing you can do about it.  It doesn’t make sense and it never will. That’s just the way it is sometimes.