Thoughts on life, love and faith by Plasticmind.

I awoke one season in life to find that my feet were shackled together and my back was laden with a burden heavy beyond imagining.

My mind raced. Why was I burdened and bound? Why this load? How long could I endure? There must be some means of relief. So in a feeble search for a solution, I set off; but as soon as I tried to move, the all-too-obvious answer presented itself.

I fell to my knees.

Oddly enough, my hands were bound together as well.