To say I don’t feel bad would be lying, to say I feel very bad, would be too

I don’t know how this baby cockroach got into a bowl with a bit of water and is facing the ultimate battle

Sink or swim

For some reason, he can’t break perhaps the water thingy (it’s a whole scientific thingy) and can’t get onto dry land

So gingerly I tried to tilt the water, so he could; but instead of thinking “here’s my big opportunity” he just swims like crazy

But that really got me thinking, for how different am I to the cockroach

Sure I look better – but as they say, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder – so it can’t be that; rather, when I face a sink or swim decision, do I also lose my mind

Or shouldn’t I, with a mind (not limited by instincts) concentrate with all the power of my mind, that this too is only one of God’s favors to me!