Life is not about where you arrive or the destination you intend to end up at. Life is about the dirt road and trails that got you there.
| Pondering today if you pull the wings off a fly does he then become a walk? |
| If the path is overgrown with briars and bristles that sear the very flesh from your body blaze onward. Scars are just tattoos with better stories. |
| You can step up, you can step down. You can step left or right. You can step forward or backward but if you come to the Lick you better come stepping. |
| Truth is never spoken, it’s lived. Honesty isn’t instilled, it’s instinctive. Love isn’t taught, it’s learned. Death isn’t the end, it’s the beginning. |