I love it when you are walking through the maze of life,eyes on your goal and heading toward the place you want to be when suddenly a door shuts in your face. Being philosophical you look around and notice that another door has opened. Stepping forward you bang your nose as this one shuts as well. When a third door thuds shut behind you it leaves you with only one real option. A dusty path leading in the one direction you least wish to go. You then sit on a stump and think things like "Why me "and Where's God when you need Him" and "Haven't I opened doors for other people "and so on. Then, finally when you face the inevitable and reluctantly drag your feet down the dusty path you come to a garden, that you had no idea was there. Peppermint trees, lakes , waterfalls and wandering peacocks. You sit down in wonder and say to yourself. "Ahh I should have known"
I hate it when you are chased up a peppermint tree by angry peacocks and then a branch breaks and you fall in the lake.
Not really a maze in life.... you start at the beginning, pay tax and then die....
Everything in between is just a good story....
