A story.

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This is a story about a man who moved away and thought things would be easy. They weren't. This man had a hard time finding work and a place to live and then one day, he hurt his knee...and he had to get surgery on the knee and it hurt. And the man was not too happy, but he remembered that all things pass and all things happen for reasons sometimes unknown. And this man spent a long long time laying on a couch in his safe place where he was surrounded by love. And sometimes the man was angry, and sometimes he was sad, and sometimes he slept, dreaming of times that were and could be. But mostly the man thought and thought and thought...and those thoughts were wandering big thoughts, who was he? who did he want to be? what did he want to do? what was this life for and why? where was he going?

None of these questions the man could answer and so he went on, slowly healing and little by little, like a spring day, he came back to life, slowly but surely and then before he knew what happened, time had passed and he was healthy again. His knee was healed and his mind was working a bit clearer, although still with many of the same questions, but now the man could do things like ride his bike up mountains and laugh in the wind and feel alive with hope and wonder at the very thing that brought him on this journey...his two legs and his heart and his mind...you see, one day this man had ridden up this very mountain and he breathed very hard and sometimes thought he might turn around and quit, but he never did...instead he continued on...up the mountain to the very top, where, he sat alone in the hot hot air and drank some soda and marveled at his life...and then, he rode down the mountain, fast...faster than the wind, so fast that no one or thing could catch him, not a car, not the wind, not even his mind...but there was one thing that did catch him...love. And at that moment, this man new he was destined for a new journey that would be full of amazement and love and possibility...

Now this man was riding up the same mountain, only this time he was laboring a bit more and struggling to turn over his tired and weak legs that had sat too long, but he remembered that moment...riding down the mountain and for 2 hours he couldn't wait for that moment...and when it finally came, he flew again, but this time he knew that his adventure was for real...not a thought or a hope...he knew that no matter what, he would always get to be free if he let himself and he would always know that true love existed....

So this man won a trip to Mexico, which is a story for another time, but the man knew that it was all because he hurt his knee. And he smiled and sat quietly by the stream and felt very lucky. He had made his world a better place, even though sometimes going up a hard mountain can try your heart and mind and legs, but simply breathing and trusting means that you will always get to come down the other side....as fast or slow as you want.

The man was happy.