Where the horizon gets blurred.

Sometimes the horizon gets a bit blurred and it is hard to tell the difference between the sky and the sea. This makes me think about how many lines are blurred in life. When I think about it almost everything is blurred. “What should I do when I grow up? Who should I marry? It is OK to lie sometimes? What is the correct diet. Is God a man or a woman?” Everything is blurry, but oh so beautiful.