My favorite part: "...fall down, get up and repeat till the end?"
I don't see it as a question but as a statement. Because that's what it is. My problem is laying there like a useless slug wondering why in the world I would be stupid enough to try to get back up again. So easy to lay down, face in the dirt, watching the bugs do the busy work as they leave me behind to go to the mysterious places the busy body gets to go.
I have to sometimes talk myself back up because it's part of the fight. The fight of living and breathing and enjoying! How am I ever going to enjoy the journey if I see the path from the same perspective, face down in the dirt? I won't see the lovely flowers bloom, or the trees turn into golden colors or the the sun set and rise. I can find where the busy bodies are going, maybe off the path, maybe straight on. It's just all part of the fun.
I forget that sometimes. Now maybe I'll remember it quicker.
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| Or see a rainbow |
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