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Wednesday, 4.4.18
36 years old
186 pounds
Days til WrestleMania 34: 4
Days til I start the new job: 12
Relief level: HIGH

What if this?
What if, when you're born, there is an archer assigned to you.
The archer is your judgment.
When you do something bad,
Or if you do something hurtful or harmful,
The archer looses an arrow from his quill
And sets it on his bow
And raises the weapon to aim at you
And draws back the string.

What if this?
What if, throughout your life, as missteps or bad deeds occur, he draws back the bowstring a little farther
and a little farther
and a little farther
And he widens his aim?
The arrow points at you.
The arrow points at your family.
The arrow points at your children.
The arrow points at your dog.
The arrow points at your house
Your career
Your health
Your car
Your savings account
Your spouse
Your love.....

What if this?
Vaguely, maybe, in the back of your mind, you feel the tension.
Vaguely, maybe, you're aware that the arrowhead is large enough to take down your entire legacy.
Vaguely, maybe, you are better at ignoring this tension.
Vaguely, maybe, you are better at not noticing the arrowhead.

Can you convince the archer to drop the bow?
Can you force the arrow back into its quiver?
Can you relieve the tension that's been building for years?
Or does he loose....
And propelled by the velocity of everything you've ever done wrong for years and years...
Does the arrow whistle with lethal intent as it takes aim and splits your entire life.....
And as the target greets its fate....
Do you understand that the archer was just doing his job?
Do you understand that the arrow is only what you've earned?

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