Vulnerability and comfort zones.
I need more of one and less of the other.
Walls and sidewalks.
I need less of one and more of the other.
I am human and, as such, fallible.
I am human and, as such, capable of growth.
Am I willing to grow?
Am I willing to acknowledge and accept?
Can I find the path that allows for balance, or am I so committed to my way being the only way that I am willing to ignore and disregard?
My reflection in the river is a reasonable description of my self, but I am ignorant to believe that my reflection is not as constantly moving as the river. When I fully understand that, I am as close to constant growth as I will ever be.