It is ironic how after being with someone for a number of years you just begin to compromise by habit.
Yes, I suffered from the same cliché story over half the world suffers from. I'd grown tired of the rat race. That is when ambition took over. Ambition —the official difference between building a slum and an empire.
Yes, we’re the couple who watches the snow fall from a park bench in 0 degree weather. Now don’t get
But the real tragedy, they then proceed to leave their pieces where they lie and go forward in life. And subsequently they break again and again. I did not break. Instead I used that moment and it's aftermath as energy and fuel. I told myself I would never stall out ever again long enough to drive myself mad with my own thoughts. #writersblock101
Almost instantly it became somewhat of a suspense/horror/Oh-My-Fxck'n-God-This-Is-Crazy film. So the plan: JoJo will jump the 3 feet and Frank will catch her so that she doesn't end up trying teach herself to fly. Pretty darn simple.
You're standing face-to-face with a plunging 53-foot waterfall, onto rocks, stone platforms and of course more rushing water. A waterfall that leads to another waterfall—which lands on more rocks and finally drops into a frigid cold rushing river. That was the scene on the day Frank, made the decision to be Superman for another woman, without a cap.
I subconsciously accepted humility³ in its truest form, by acknowledging that for a moment time stood still and the gravity of another woman’s life was greater than mine.