matt grant

another brick in the wall

Life is like a wall.

A long, meandering wall, adapted to the landscape.

Stretching over things, round things, up hills, down valleys.

But we can’t ever see the whole structure.

The start is lost, obscured by the mists of time. And as we build it, we don’t know what the terrain ahead will bring. We don’t know what will be asked of us, or where we will have to go.

All we can work on is that next brick.

One at a time.

And let the wall look after itself.