Read about a guy trapped in a ravine some years ago. He was pinned by a flexible tree branch that had folded down over his ankle. Spent something like ten days trying to chop thru the branch with a sharp rock. But every time he chopped the branch bounced under the rock instead of cutting. Finally, almost dead from dehydration, he got the idea to wedge another rock under the branch to hold it still. Then he chopped thru it in about three hours, and crawled up the side of the ravine to where he could be seen from passing cars. He survived because he refused to give up. When things get really tough, you can get to a place where you see clearly that you have two equally voluntary choices: you can choose to die, or you can choose to not die. Dying is easy. It's living that's hard. But taking the harder choice offers the best rewards. Always remember: Every time you die, you have to be born into another body. Then, sooner or later, you'll have to learn those damn multiplication tables all over again. I plan to put that off for as long as possible.
