• With teeth firmly clenched, she defiantly stood her ground. How easy it would be to simply give up and merge effortlessly back into the slip stream of society. It would gracefully swallow her whole; its suffocating nature almost bearable. There was no need to trouble one’s self with difficult thoughts, and any remaining inhibitions could be quickly drowned out with the bountiful escapism that society offered. So why must she try so hard. Surely someone else could take up the torch. This was not her responsibility. She did not owe this to anyone. Yet, her feet remained planted, her fists remained curled, and her eyes remained focused. The goal was in her sights, and to run back could no longer be an option. She forced herself forward, away from the comfort of monotony, and ventured into a turbulent tribulation.