Beginnings come easy and free.
A sudden idea. A wild-eyed conviction.

But by day
15,330 @ ,
when the mind tired,
the body in pain,
the heart uninspired

That kind of love takes intention.

It asks for
focus.

On an ordinary Tuesday.
When the hours grow heavy.

It keeps breathing through the turning of seasons

because it has taken root.

The wildest
rebellion

Simply not quitting.

Toliveonelifedeeplyinsteadofadozeninpassing.

To look at our

family,

our work,

our dreams,

and say: