Life is like a box...

Ok, so I got the metaphor to end all metahphors, right here. Well not really, but I'm pretty proud of it so don't knock me for it, at least not till you hear me out. First, we have life, the experience. Vague I know, but intentionally so. Second, the metaphorical part. Life is like unleashing the power of a super bouncy ball inside a small confined space. There, I said it. Track with me, let's see where this goes, I'm curious myself.
So, first off, that would be a pretty cool thing to see, take a glass box and just launch in a super ball and watch it go. You have no way of knowing what is going to happen. You can guide it at the beginning, we can choose the angle and speed at which said ball enters the box, but once it is in there, we can do nothing but sit back and watch. If we were to try to interfere, for the most part we would only make things worse. I feel that the entrance in is really like childhood in our lives. We are shaped by our surroundings, guided by our parents, preparing for our entrance into the world outside, or in this case, inside. Once our parents release us, it is up to us to make the best of our situation and do what we can with what we are given.
Once inside, especially if this super ball entered at high speed, things are going to be spectacular. Rebounding constantly at high speed, there is no way of possibly knowing what is going to happen next. We try to trace the movements of the ball, seeing where it was and where it is going, but it can be hard. In the early stages of life, we all tend to move around a lot, figuring things out for ourselves. We want to constantly try something new, if this does not work, how about that, and so forth, just constantly bouncing around, experiencing everything we can.
Also, you can try to predict the path of the ball. You look at it, try to judge the speed and angles etc, hoping to understand the rebound and what will happen next. The thing is, even if you could predict the next rebound or two even, after that, you are out of luck, and even those two would be hard to see coming. It is the same in life. As humans, we change constantly. We do not even know where we ourselves are going to end up next, and to try and predict us from an outside perspective, tis nigh impossible. We might look ahead in our lives, during high school for instance, and see that we are going to graduate and then go to college, but from there do we really know what is next? I know that I don't, not for myself. I expect to be shaped by coming experiences, in ways I cannot predict, and that I will push off of those experiences into new things I cannot even fathom at this moment.
Finally, things eventually come to an end. The ball slows down, becomes more predictable, eventually just rolling to a stop in a corner of the box. The same can be said, to some extent, for us as humans. We bounce around so quickly early on, but eventually we settle into the pace of life, to the point that we can see our own inevitable future. While it is unavoidable, it is also not some terrible fate either. That ball may have come to a stop, but one shake of the box and there is a whole new adventure on the move again. It comes down to the same for us. We eventually come to the end of our crazy and rambunctious lives, but that is only the beginning of the next adventure. So yeah, life, it is totally like a box...with a bouncy ball inside...