“No, life cannot be understood flat on a page. It has to be lived; a person has to get out of his head, has to fall in love, has to memorize poems, has to jump off bridges into rivers, has to stand in an empty desert and whisper sonnets under his breath... We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn't it?"
-Donald Miller, Through Painted Deserts
There has been a few things that have happened recently that have brought about a nagging thought; like the car alarm down the street that just won't turn off. Life is short. I have come to believe it is something about turning 25. I want to do this thing to the fullest and with everything in me, but I have a few questions (actually, I have many questions, but here's a few).
How do you balance knowing when it is a time to earn money and the desire to get in my car and drive? I want to see this beautiful country. How do you balance others expectations and your desire to be you? It seems so much like a fight sometimes. My fists are up, ready to punch and block.
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