Life has once again given me another trial to endure. While not as taxing as some, I am finding this one amongst the heaviest to bear. It’s almost like struggling in quick sand, but, I’m not resisting it… I’m just letting it swallow me slowly.
I am coming to a cross roads in my life again. Soon I will need to make a choice that could make or break everything I am. While it is true I always pick myself up, I would be lying if I said I did’t ever get scared, though not in the sense people might think. But more the fact that I would need to start everything yet again.
Maybe it’s all self imposed? Perhaps I deliberately do it to myself.
We seem to feel most alive in struggle, strife and adversary.