With each step I treasure the pain and the struggle. I often sought the easy life, but then I realized nothing in life is easy. It is only with every staggered breath does true freedom come. To understand is to be set free. Freedom is but one stone forged and left on life’s shelf to be displayed for all to see.
Does that sound like garbage or what? I think I was drunk the night I wrote the above paragraph. And guess what? I don’t even drink. No one is looking for pain and struggle in their life. We all want the beautiful life. You know, a beautiful life that requires minimum work and high rewards. My question is how does one obtain this “beautiful” life less the stones?