The oak trees are beginning to bud. Is it an early spring? I asked the oak in my yard but it only smiled in silence.
You can pretend all you want, you can pose and make claims that no one can possibly back up, but in the end we’re all just doing what we can, making choices from the options we see, and guessing at the chance of options unseen. We are born, we love, we suffer, we die. Suffering and joy, living and dying. Do you need a reason to do your best? Friend, that is not your best. Do your best because your best is there to do. Do your best because it is your best.
...nobody knows what's going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old…