It's Me. I Chose This. I Chose

I Was Accustomed To Being In Far, Far Riskier Environments. So I Thought Going Into That Canyon Was A Walk In The Park - There Were No Avalanches, It Was A Beautiful Day And I Was Essentially Just Walking.

Everything Happens For A Reason, And Part Of That Beauty Of Life Is That We're Not Allowed To Know Those Reasons For Certain.

Perhaps It’s Time, I Muse, To Close Those Chapters And Remember The Enduring Lesson Of My Entrapment: That Relationships, Not Accomplishments, Are What’s Important In Life.

How Would I Behave In A Situation That Caused Me To Summon The Essence Of My Character? The Tragedy Inspired Me To Test Myself. I Wanted To Reveal To Myself Who I Was: The Kind Of Person Who Died, Or The Kind Of Person Who Overcame Circumstances To Help Himself And Others

I Stepped Out Of My Grave And Into My Life Again.