"There is a path that seems right to man, but end is death."
Of all the wise words I've learned in my life this one stays ever present in my mind. I witness its truth daily. We all die, so I don't take its meaning to be literal. I have never really feared physical death myself. I guess having narrowly escaped it many times has led me to understand that eventually I will not. What I take this phrase to mean is more of a spiritual death; a death of what makes me, me. I am what many would consider a failure, but for my lack of wealth I can't help but feel a freedom I can not see in the eyes of those around me. They live as ant