I'm Not A Patient Person.

Giving Up Was Never An Option

A Bike Ride. Yes, That's It! A Simple Bike Ride. It's What I Love To Do And Most Days I Can't Believe They Pay Me To Do It. A Day Is Not The Same Without It.

We Each Cope Differently With The Specter Of Our Deaths. Some People Deny It. Some Pray. Some Numb Themselves With Tequila. I Was Tempted To Do A Little Of Each Of Those Things. But I Think We Are Supposed To Try To Face It Straightforwardly, Armed With Nothing But Courage.

Suffering, I Was Beginning To Think, Was Essential To A Good Life, And As Inextricable From Such A Life As Bliss. It’s A Great Enhancer. It Might Last A Minute, But Eventually It Subsides, And When It Does, Something Else Takes Its Place, And Maybe That Thing Is A Great Space. For Happiness. Each Time I Encountered Suffering, I Believed That I Grew, And Further Defined My Capacities – Not Just My Physical Ones, But My Interior Ones As Well, For Contentment, Friendship, Or Any Other Human Experience.

A Boo Is A Lot Louder Than A Cheer, If You Have 10 People Cheering And One Person Booing, All You Hear Is The Booing.