The older I get, the harder it is to believe how much I have changed from being but a child, to a growing adult. The simplicity of a child has slowly been covered up by a course white material, blocking me out from the little things, like not having all the toys I wanted while growing up. Things like knowing the falsehood of the notion that you can be whatever you want, when you grow …showed first 75 words of 882 total…

…showed last 75 words of 882 total…goals are accessible. Rather than fetter yourself down with holdbacks, try and make best on the gamble known as life, and increase your margin of actually hitting it big, by doing the little, and the big things, inside of the box. More people respect hard working people, who actually try to become something, than Mr. Beach Bum. Even with unfair as life is, that is the fun of it. By: Mika Mokko © 2005