Mountains of my life: Forever Soldier

Perspiring getting up the Mountain

I maybe worried, but there's more than one reason to be worried about. MY blog's not filled. My updated membership will soon expire (I already received an email for the warning.) I haven't composed a story in a month.
My mind is filled though with ideas. I maybe bursting with ideas. My fingers are too slow to scribble those fresh ideas. And I don't have time to edit. See, stories are inventions. Was it not Thomas Edison who once said that "invention is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration?"
So, this may be the reason. I am inspired, but I don't get perspired. I have not produced any sweat to make a story.
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A mountain of one's life. A mountain can be life itself. You have to climb it. Life has to be hurdled. You have to climb life. When you reach the top, well, you've conquered life. When do you reach your own mountain? The answer is - anytime. Anytime we reach our own mountain. And when we have done that, we feel something fulfilling. Contentment. Doing something good is climbing one's mountain. Hurdling tests, performing tasks, following the will of a loved one even if you are hesitant to do it - these are all conquering our respective mountains. You - what is the mountain of your life?