The Thousand Paper Cranes
So I’ve almost hit the 100 mark. 1/10 of my 1000 goal.
If some other sentient race were to carefully observe a single person’s daily activities, they’d probably have a hell of a time figuring out why people do particular things. I feel this way about folding cranes. Some of you might think I’m crazy or something, but I just can’t give a straight answer as to why I’m doing this. Some things are just done for no clear thought or reason as to why it’s being done.
But, what I do know is what the cranes mean, well at least what they mean to me. More than a wish, they mean the goals that I’m aiming for, they mean the things I wish to forget. It’s not just the cranes, but also the dedication and resolve to take the first leap see this through the end. To hone this skill to the point where you can fold them even with closed eyes, delicately, accurately, gracefully, as if you were born just fold these cranes. Doing one after one after one after one, slowly I realized, again, they are more than a simple wish, they are love, sadness, determination, happiness, frustrations all folded into countless almost meaningless little paper cranes. But perhaps, what they really do for me, is that they wipe away all those tears in the heart, eat away at those shreds of doubt, and keep me moving towards tomorrow.
Not just me, but for anyone who really need something strong to believe in.
七転八起
[Fall down 7 times, Stand up 8]
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