Metaphor for 5/6/2013

I graduated on an odd year.  Even numbered years have always been better for me, so no wonder the path grinded out through the vestibule of time dumped me into unexpected rivers some too fast for me, but it is a beautiful ocean view.  If sometimes the waves get rough, they still land you on shore and the sun will dry you off, if you do not walk away sulking.

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