The Hurricane

"The wind will take you there."

"Where?"

"Whereever you need to go, my dear."

"Well, I don't know where I'm going."

"Well, then you'll be stuck in a hurricane until you find out."

"But that's super confusing. How am I supposed to find my way in a hurricane?"

"Yeah, that's not really my problem is it? Some people never find their way out, some do, hell, some people even seem to enjoy themselves in there and they never want to leave! Maybe you'll be one of those!"

"I hope not. I hope I find a way out."

"It's not about finding a way out. It's about finding the right way out. Here, look at the people staying inside it. You can use my binoculars. Now tell me - do they look unhappy?"

"What! That guy just smiled and waved and me! WHILE he was being whipped around by the wind. How is that possible?"

"I guess he found out how to ride the waves of the wind, my dear."

"Hm. Maybe I'll give it a go."

"There's no maybe. Everybody has to go in there. Good luck, son."

"Thank you."