If you fly too high boy, I fear you might get hurt? But if you stay too low, are you worth burying in the dirt? Is it better to live for a short time in the sky? Or lay in one place, knowing you'll never die? If every man knew when his time would come, would he live a little harder? or will he thrive to explore? Or would he live be crippled, knowing his time has come? If you fly too high boy, I fear you might get hurt? I say hell with your worries, Shoot your spell to the highest, To the highest of clouds of boy. For you've only one life, only one chance at this game, don't sit around existing, depressed by your own demise. Its coming no matter what, you frown or cry. What if in the afterlife, we keep recounting the days of the past, every chance you've missed to live, to do what you love, to fall in love with everything around you. So go on boy, live your life to the fullest. If you fly too high boy, you might get burned, but if you stay too lo...
The name of this blog also reflects the writer's reaction to challenging situations.