Once upon a time, there was a dream. I dream of being more than where I started. Then one day I woke up and realized, What a load of crap! Kidding. But the reality of becoming more is smoke. There is no start and no finish, there is only the journey. Gaining more everyday, through friendship, family, and most importantly, faith. We start, we fall, we get back up, we learn. Some slower than others, but we get there to the next step and find new challenges, new struggles, new joy, and new friends. That cycle should be linear not circular. As long as we stay humble, and stay willing to learn, we grow. So, when your having to figure out all the new self defenses, and are about to pull your hair out, remember these words and accept your new position in life, that the world will spin on, and control is a illusion, and high yellow number 2 will continue to mock your memory as you beat your head against the wall. Ok, back to one step. Have a wonderful night.