What I mean to say, is that in any journey, there is a certain point, a thin line, if you will, that once crossed can never be threaded over again. A milestone, yes, that's the word. Once you pass this milestone, this particular position measured by time and experience, you find yourself staring at the fork between two new, laid out paths.

The first path is the one where you call it quits. Where you are either tired of the journey, weary of the steps that you have painstakingly taken, or feel that it is too much to handle, and that any additional burden will crush you right there and then. There is also the possibility that you feel bored of the journey and wish to pursue a different journey, one more challenging and exciting. You head instead for that path and leave the milestone as it is - undeveloped, untouched. Neglected.

The second path is the one where you turn your head, look at everything behind you, and remember all the good times, all the bad times, and just every other second of this journey, all the experienced emotions, all the thoughts and actions. All the memories. And you smile when you think of how you made it through it all. And you smile because you enjoyed every step of the way. And sometimes, you just smile, for no reason other than having been through such a magnificent trek. You are willing to continue the journey, and you are willing to keep working at it, putting in the effort. You take the next step forward with a light heart, and wonder at what the future brings.

Me? I'm taking the next step. Definitely.

To the future; to you and me.

Happy one month.

-0000, 11-5-10