Many Miles To Go

Are you one of the half-glass full or empty type of people?

For me, I have always tried to be "the glass is not going to be big enough" type of person. Most certainly there have been been moments of pain and doubt, but yet I rebound.

There is so much to experience in this life. And many miles to go before we sleep.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a little shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Stay inspired my friends.