Everybody thinks about the story of the three little pigs, how they go out and encounter the world. How they change their stars and defeat the evil, bad wolf and live in a nice brick house with a crackling fire place and end up happily ever after. But nobody ever thinks about what ever happened to their poor old mother who they left behind. Nobody ever thinks about whether they might possible miss home, or if they made any good friends along the way. Or if maybe, they sat around that fire place talking about their childhood and the games they used to play or the cakes their mother used to bake.
I think people always try to focus on the good things. The happy things. The things that make life worth living. Because the bad things... they can just destroy you. They could diminish a grown man to a cowering idiot, backed against a wall. Because the bad things.. are really really bad.
But as human beings, we're wired to think differently. We're wired to smile. And laugh. And so we hope. We hope against all hope that those bad things, can be defeated by joy. And that sadneess, can be defeated by friendship. I am no exception.
And so, to all those people who are wandering souls, or souls wondering, here's to a push in the right direction. here's to a life of adventure instead of hardship. a life of mystery instead of fear. And a life of opportunity instead of mistakes.
Never let those bad things get you down. You're not wired that way.
