A precipice is not a good place to be if you are pushed. I feel like I’ve been living on the edge for so long now that it has become a habit. I feel like I would not survive unless I was pushing myself to the limit. I suppose the guys who built these houses chose to do so as a kind of challenge. But I do it in an unsuccessful effort to reach my goals, seemingly not realising that “I can of my own self do nothing”.
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