into the portal that leads to the fourth dimension.
I made an apt metaphorical comparison as I first admired, and then stood on the first step, of Pete’s most recent kitchen renovation. This past week he took apart the stairs and then rebuilt them. After, he sanded and varnished them. I realized that I could not physically nor mentally leap from the bottom-most to the topmost stair. Instead, I can only go from one stair to the next.
I put my left foot on the first tread, and then I bid my right foot to follow. And there I stood for some time, thinking. Some are born with a good attitude. Mine’s slowly being acquired. This, for me, was an important self-realization.
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