Friday, March 15, 2013

The B-type's Burden?

That one man can have so much faith his chest would burst.

You guys are awesome. All of you.

I feel like when it comes down to it, I was made as a witness. Not the hero, but the bard. Just watching, dispensing advice if I can, cheering silently as each of them climbs the great tree. Maybe its because I fear the spotlight and don't -want- to be the hero and assume responsibility. But then again, if no one acknowledges the struggles, who will?

"Yours will be the burden of memory."

A story seed? Perhaps. One that grows on another branch, and blooms with a different flower.