the beginning of the journey I like to call "Life", is usually packed a suitcase full of wishes, ideas and interests. It prepares, packs, which could be helpful, what one is.
Then one goes on the road that for a faded and is also to provide a limited advance. It is a journey into the unknown and with each step, the more difficult case, because you go, here and there, to pack things. The mixture is packed and unpacked. New requests coming in and old are met. We sorted out and discards the one or other idea.
At certain moments, the suitcase is too full, we did not get closed, can hardly bear it. Then you have to stop, sit down at the roadside and make decisions. Maybe you look back even with binoculars, looking to see if you have lost something on the trip, which one was important. Then we would like to go back and fetch it, but you must continue forward. Another will explore the lost things and carry on in his suitcase.
If you are lucky, find a travel companion, who also has a case and then go part way together and shares the load.
Eventually another traveler finds this case and opens it. It is then all the things you have packed into it on the trip. And at this point where the journey ended begins a new and perhaps the Finder takes out a few things from the old trunk, grabs her and carries her in his a little further ...
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