The easiest thing to do is give up. Which is why walls are an important part of one's life. It provides you with the requisite amount of solace for the resurrection. Although of late, there is always a sinking feeling that the resurrection may not lead to what it ought to. Nonetheless life has to move on. And damned well it does. Whether you choose to go along or get dragged along is the difference.
The scraping is the most difficult part of being dragged along. Hearing the skin tearing off your flesh is surreal. And for all those scars, the only reward you have is that you have moved along. That you did not succumb to purpoted moral turpitude, but held your head high. Which brings me back to the importance of walls. They help. They work. They work wonders.
Now I need to figure out how to let it continue working.
The scraping is the most difficult part of being dragged along. Hearing the skin tearing off your flesh is surreal. And for all those scars, the only reward you have is that you have moved along. That you did not succumb to purpoted moral turpitude, but held your head high. Which brings me back to the importance of walls. They help. They work. They work wonders.
Now I need to figure out how to let it continue working.
