““. . . I have decided to forgive myself for pushing the fucking rock up the hill, because, hell, sometimes life is like that. I recognize that things aren’t always clear – not love or value or work – and that it is necessary to wrestle with a rock or a love that might not work out. But I also want to learn from those experiences, to recognize what love and what work is worth fighting for, and to make them . . . into something meaningful.””
