Why is that everytime life seems to be stable, I decide to question the trail? Was it the insecurities I grew up with? Or something deeper? Like regret of ever falling, or the constant fear of being alone? Was it the self induced scars that marked its territory around my body? I have pondered this thought for some time and have decided that.. We always question lifes trails. If it weren't for the vintage rope bridge that leads us to another part In life, then we would be sitting and not achieving what should be our realities. Life does not have a "no man left behind" program. Life is not something we can hack, or play or even see. Life is  planned out from our birth, and we go along with every jump, pull and sprint. I have decided that I can not be a better person without battling my bridges and burning them after so no one can follow. I will be on a path life chose for me and I am determined to go further everyday. I have decided that questioning my path only leads to regret. That only paying attention to one obstacle, leaves me weak and stuck in the past. The real question is, what is tomorrows plan?.