I once was at the starting point of a long uphill journey. I have now gotten far down the road. Everyday I have an achor weighing me down and trying to drag me back to the bottom. I feel like Sisiphus, doomed to forever push a Boulder up a mountain, but i can do this. Every day the Boulder doesn't feel quite as heavy as it did before. A while back I realized the reason. As I push this rock it rubs against another rock, every I nch of mountain i climb wears my weight a little smaller. Someday I will take this boulder and put it on my shoulder. It will still be with me but I will carry it. Someday I will put this boulder in my pocket. I will still have it, but I will can manage it. It will be easier then, but today, my boulder is big and heavy. I have a goal, I can do this.
