If I had to summarise today in a simple sentence, what I would have to say is that there is nowhere to run and there is nowhere to hide.
The only way is through. If there's one thing that I've come to realise after having spent two days away from my family and having spent two days away from my routine, my schedule, the pressure and all the things that encompass being a man and being a responsible partner. I've come to the realisation that these are all things that are a part of me. They are not things that I can run away from.
As much as I want to return back to the simple nature of being a curious, innocent and well-catered for child, I've come to the realization that once you get to the point in which you have grown up beyond the point of, I guess you could say, being looked after, you know, the pressure will always rest on your shoulders and the pressure will only get bigger and bigger and bigger. There is one thing that does come to mind as I ramble on in this reflection and it's a specific scene that comes from this book called Holes. I struggle to remember the author's name but in this particular scene it's about a boy who has to take a piglet and has to carry this piglet up to the mountain
each and every single day and the instruction or the instructor, the person who was instructing this boy to take this piglet up to the mountain every day to, you know, so that the piglet can drink from this faucet, for lack of a better word, but it's more a stream of water. You know, I believe the instructor was effectively telling the boy that the boy will get stronger with each day as the piglet gets bigger and bigger and bigger because the boy was effectively worried about how the boy was going to be able to carry this piglet up to the mountain every single day as the piglet would get heavier
and heavier and grow much bigger in weight. So I guess the point that I'm trying to say is that, you know, it's better to run towards my problems, it's better to face these things head on than try to duck and hide from something that is inevitably going to come my way. Apart from that I'm not really sure, I'm not really sure what else it is that I want to say, it's just funny I guess, you know, they say that there's no rest for the wicked and I just find myself returning home or preparing to return home with you know definitely a headstrong spirit but also a equally heavy heart for the truth that I've come to realize.
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