Short Prose

It isn’t easy finding what you’re good at. That’s why some of us burn our years in misery. And even when you find it, it’s tempting to trust destiny. The truth is, you need foresight, tenacity, hard work to succeed at what you love.

I see you up there burning brightly, feverishly, fiercely… as hot and luminous as a star in the night sky. Fortune favors the bold, the relentless, the strong.