east or west?

Flying west at sunrise was experience that really got me thinking. The sun is rising but we're constantly running away from it. We're running from this new day, desire to stay int he darkness, but no matter fast a plane can fly, the day will atch up to us. Even when we can't quite see the sun, the dark is no loner as dark and there is no denying that there is light. But eventually, you have a layover, and before you know it, the day is fully started. It's the same way with driving west while the sun is setting. You want so badly to hold onto the day. The sun never seems to set, but evetually you will need to stop for that strech break, and before you know it, it's dark outside and there is no way to catch back up to the day.
I think people, including myself, live a life running west. We want so baly to hold onto the past, hold onto what we know. Who what this new arkness could bring, or what ths new light could reveal. No matter how fast or hard you go, the next will always catch up. Wheather you stop for that rest stop, wait for the layover, or maybe, you never stopped along the way, and find yourself on the west coast, with nowhere to go, but to just wait for it to catch up. I think most people live a life looking west, looking to what they know. How many of us are honestly east travelers? Not just open and waiting for the new to coming, but walkng toward it, embracing it? The walk will be just as long, its still 3000 miles to the opposite coast, its just a matter of whether you approach and process things as they come up, or if you leave it all behind and let it all catch up at one overwhelming moment. The moment you realize, the unknown comes no matter what.