Life is never what we thought it was...as we journey each day, reality unfolds,it get tougher and bitter,sweet at some point when fortune favors us. We journey this dark path like wise men of old,who knew not where they're headed to,but dependent on a shining star to lead them. Life to me I thought was a bed of roses, only to discover the comfort I called roses where actually thorns. We are who we desire.
