bumps and turns...

This whole thing is slowly turning in a different league. It has been a hurdle. But the sad thing is who’s hurdling. Yeah. Hurdle can’t be a hurdle without the people running and jumping. It is getting too tiring, really. Encouraging people, making them understand how to see the situation. But how can you encourage a person who already surrendered all of his arms and just be with you in the war that you are in? How can you manage to tell them that being in a battle without guns and explosives will not let them survive and will lead to losing the war? How can you open a door that does not exist on the other side? The saddest part of the story is when you are misinterpreted if your only goal is to let them see the other side of the mountain – flip the coin. What is really striking is that, timing gets out of the way, many, many times. It’s really difficult, pushing to something, if you are all alone; believing on something that you know is really close to happening. And you already saw the light at the end of the tunnel. But the frustrating thing is if the people with you deny what you see, simply because they are looking at a totally different side. That is the thing that I am afraid of experiencing… I hope not…