Good to be Good......Better to be Better
They say every child begins the journey of growing up, not when they are born, but when they discover a tragic truth. I don't know if that's something I once heard in a movie, was told by a friend or read on a fortune cookie. If I had read that on a fortune cookie, then I guess I must have been in the mood for some monumentally depressing Chinese take-out. But, bad comedy aside, it lends credence to the idea that, like everything else in life, like every other experience we have, people can be defined by their individual discoveries. That a person is, up to a point, a physical manifestation of the truth that they discover, that they are the outcome today of the revelation they had long before. The tragic truth I discovered is surprisingly one that I constantly find myself re-learning over and over again. One that I seem to rebel against, not due to some stubbornness inherent through the passage of my genetic line, but because of something as potentially ...