Life as one would know has no shortcuts. Least the fact that 08 has come and gone to contradict, we go through each day living amongst the moments, the jiffies and the eternal. It's uncertainties and commitments. One revels in the safety and assurance that expectations rewards us with, bounded with bliss like a ribbon fastening a present box. One however, often flees faster than a fugitive in facing the worst of the evasive. Oh, the insecurity. That self anguish that simply must be felt. There is no alternative, as even if there is, it would be much worse, and downright wrong. So one breathes em all in. Making one human. Special, vulnerable, and intrinsically beautiful. All more than worthy of living the pain of life. The hope that comes with the pain. That reassurance of an assurance. Somewhere between the agony, optimism and prayer.. we're alive. And that is what we are.