“Call me Ishmael.” Okay I lack originality and I’m not commanding The Pequod, notwithstanding I am on a mission to get fit physically and mentally, and also hopefully help Donald Trump get elected President of The United States of America. For the record I also own the domain trumpthatbitch.com, so basically I’m not a Hillary fan… Not hedging my bets, I’m truly supporting The Donald as I believe he is sincere in his platform to “Make America Great Again!”
I’m heading to Spain and I’m planning on walking The Camino de Santiago beginning on Tuesday, September 1st. My goal is to arrive in Santiago on September 29th. I plan to visit family along the way, hence I plan on completing the Pilgrimage within 25 walking days (most guides recommend 33-35 stages).
I decided just last week to bring Donald Trump along for my walk as I thought it would be fun to add a little political satire to my blog/journal!
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk revealing your true self.
To place your ideas, your dreams, before a crowd
Is to risk rejection.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk disappointment.
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard
In life is to risk nothing.
Those who risk nothing, do nothing, have nothing,
And become nothing.
They may avoid present suffering and sorrow, but they
Will not learn, feel, change, grow, love, or live.
Chained by their fear, they are slaves who have forfeited
Only a person who risks is free.
The pessimist complains about the wind;
The optimist expects it to change;
And the realist adjusts the sails.
Is fear preventing you from taking a necessary risk today?