I've been dreaming of failure a good deal of late, not necessarily a fear there of, but more a calming resolve that it is an option, which is scary. The dreams are a constant barrage of instances wherein I fail at sobriety, fidelity, and dependability, and then am left with the consequences. It goes without saying that this makes for depressing mornings. Add to it the fact that these are easy snares to trip into all, or walk deliberately, and an adversary who would love to point and laugh at the after-math of any said destruction, and you've a great recipe for hitting your knees every morning...struggle can be an isometric device for specific strength training, remember this next time you stand and shake your fist at the Almight...I know I'll try.
