Life is quite similar to a boxing match. We stand on opposite sides of the ring. Our guard is up, and we are light on our feet. We move around extremely alert. Ready to jab anyone who poses a threat to our safety. But sneakiness is the name of the game, and before you know it, Life packs a punch and you are knocked to the ground. You don't quite understand or remember how you got there, but you gather yourself, stagger to your corner, and try to get in a few knocks yourself. You believe no one wins every battle, and that's where the beauty of Life lies. The odds are ever-changing. You might even win some laurels for all your effort because it's all about giving it your best shot.
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Mundane Musings of a Misunderstood Mind
Non-FictionAs the name suggests, these are snippets of the things that play on the author's mind; whether it is an oddity of society or a thought that randomly lingers a little longer than usual. You can call it creative writing, philosophy, lessons, musings o...
