Impermanence - no two days are the same

When I woke up this morning I realised that I felt differently from yesterday and that the energy of the day felt different, too. In fact, it seems that no two days are the same... they don't start out the same, nor do they finish the same. Each day has a different character from the one before. Now, is this just my perception, based on how I am feeling as I drift up out of the dream state into waking consciousness? Or is there something external to me with its own energy and changing character within which I exist at every moment of this day, cultivating all those new experiences which will accumulate while I am in this wakened state and which will cause me to say before I nod off to sleep again at the end of the day: "Oh, that was a good day!" or "Oh dear, what an awful day!"? I feel like a wave in the ocean that is the day, changing shape, playing with other waves, and rolling ever onwards towards some distant shore. And when I break on the shore, will that be that? Is this how our life is, like a wave in the ocean of time?

Of course, we know that nothing stays the same, not even the chair we sit on. We know that good times pass too quickly, as when we are with the person we love with all our heart and then we must part. And we should also know that the bad times, the times of suffering, will also pass for us in one way or another. This is why it is helpful to accept things as they are at this moment in time because, however they are, they will not stay this way and we need to be able to flow with the unpredictable currents of life. This is what it means to go with the flow, or to bend wth the wind. It doesn't mean to opt out of life or of decision-making but, rather, to have an open and flexible mind which can cope with every hand that life deals us.

However, none of this answers my question about whether or not each day has its own character and set of circumstances with which we have to cope. It seems that in some sense we have to slot into the day we are presented with. We can never be entirely in control. So, yes, we are waves in the ocean of time.