It's funny because when you're younger you're in a rush to be 18 or 21 or whatever. But then you hit 30. And now the days go by like hours. You think 40 man this could be the halfway point. It could be the three-quarters point you know? Who knows?
Courage is sometimes frail as hope is frail: a fragile shoot between two stones that grows brave toward the sun though warmth and brightness fail striving and faith the only strength it knows.
