capriciously curious

Autumn sunsets - Tarragona, October 2015.

f4; 1/1000s; ISO 200; FL:28mm.

Around midnight, the man decided he

would stop pretending to be someone he wasn’t—

from now on he would just do and say as he pleased.

Firstly, he would stop trying to please everyone by

telling them what they wanted to hear; instead,

he would simply state his opinion regardless

of the consequences. He also decided that he

needed to become more brooding and mysterious.  

He would listen to Leonard Cohen, read Rilke and

Rumi. He would grow a beard and go to the gym,

where he would become lean not muscular. He

would start sleeping with other men’s wives—like

the French. He would write poetry, and practice

yoga. He would learn to meditate and visualize

his dreams. He would follow a new path, and find

meaning in his life. However, conscious of the fact

he had made similar promises to himself before,

he decided that this time he would borrow a pen

from the bartender and write it all down.

Every soul shall taste

كُلُّ نَفْسٍ ذَائِقَةُ الْمَوْتِ ثُمَّ إِلَيْنَا تُرْجَعُونَ

Every soul shall taste death. Then to Us you will be brought. (Surat al-Ankabut 29:57)