I Have Tourettes Syndrome.

The Sin Of The Desert Is Knowing Where The Water Is And Not Sharing It.

As We Walk Our Individual Life Journeys, We Pick Up Resentments And Hurts, Which Attach Themselves To Our Souls Like Burrs Clinging To A Hiker's Socks. These Stowaways May Seem Insignificant At First, But, Over Time, If We Do Not Occasionally Stop And Shake Them Free, The Accumulation Becomes A Burden To Our Souls.

It's Been Said That Every New Beginning In Some Other Beginning's End.

The Strength Of A Friendship Can Be Measured By The Weight Of The Burden It's Willing To Share. (if You Want To Test This Just Ask Someone To Help You Move.)

Some People Were Born To Work For Others. Not In A Mindless, Servile-way--rather They Simply Work Better In A Set Regimen Of Daily Tasks And Functions. Others Were Born Of The Entrepreneurial Spirit And Enjoy The Demands Of Self-determination And The Roll Of The Dice.