Making Sense

I really don’t believe in very much. I don’t have faith, at least not today. Maybe tomorrow. I wait to see what will come, what will happen, and try to make sense of it afterwards, to find a story in it.

Of course, to make sense, to try to make sense, implies beliefs, at least that things are sensible — not rational, preordained, or determined, but simply sensible — and that we CAN make sense of the world around us –“sense” in the sense that when we talk about what has happened, what is happening, others will understand.

I believe we all live in a community, one constantly changing but still stable enough for us to make sense and share. The importance of sharing our sensibilities is what lies at the center of my beliefs.