Day 63 "Burning White Flags"

I have lost count the amount of times that I have found myself in a situation where I thought to myself "How the hell did I get here?"

It would seem that no matter how hard I try to avoid a negative moment or another messed up predicament, no matter how hard I try to choose the right path, it always seems to end up being a tougher job than I had desired it to be.

That is life though isn't it? So no real point in complaining.

Just pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and in Danbox's case; find a way out of that blender on your own.

One of my friends had once said to me that it is not about who is throwing the stones at you, but what you choose to build with those stones that matter most.

You can take the easy route when you come to an unfavorable and negative situation. It is always your option to simply raise the white flag above your head and claim defeat; but for me that is not an option at all, nor does it seem an option for Danbox as well.

I say that when you stand before the enemy, when you are faced with an undesired crisis, that you drop the white flag and charge in to battle, and that you do not fear the inevitable pain in doing so either.

I say that you dig your heels in, clench your jaw along with your fists tightly in solid resolve, and you run head strong towards that which seeks to bring you down and break your will.

I say that you rely on no one but yourself. That you expect and accept the nasty forks in the road ahead.

I say that you burn that white flag of weakness and surrender, and that you find your way out of that fucking blender on your own.