Robinson Crusoe Review

After reading Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe, I can’t stop thinking about the current and its flow.  It sometimes left him in agony and woe; yet other times led him where he needed to go. 

 

The current I’m talking of is life’s stream of events, but life’s dealings to Crusoe just didn’t make sense.  So to escape from life being brutally intense, he took dads advice and lived comfortably within a fence.

 

But when he stepped from his safety the winds threw him about, from Brazil, to the island where cannibals ate out.  Behind every new corner he was hit with a clout, from the stream of life that forced him down a new route.

 

So what I gather is that in life there are two things you can do.  Stay on shore or go to sea and find something new.  In my personal opinion there is no shame in either two.  Just know the risks and own whatever scars you receive until your journey is through.