Ah, the vicissitudes of life!

You shall meet your adversary: Patience.

So often I tell people how much a miracle it was that I escaped my own Gehenna. Some would probably think I'm lying outright, some think I exaggerate, some respecting my tenacity, some marvelling at my shear fortune.

I don't exaggerate, but I still find myself occasionally forgetting how difficult the ascend was. I treat it as a joke, and ever so often, because I forget myself, I stumble over the smallest pebble.

Because I forget, I run myself through this gamut of pain repeatedly.

I see the end of this gauntlet.