That's one thing I have found out. There is nothing consistent, nothing coherent about life. We try to trick ourselves by creating a coherent life style with patterns, routines, rituals. Waste of time.
That does nothing to diminish life's inconsistency. And it is what makes life so powerful, so full. Life is never what it looks like, what we think it is.
This is certain: I am, we all are, fragile, vulnerable, destructible. It is so difficult to let myself fall, just fall and be here now with this thought.