A Day in the Life of a Warrior
Journal Entry #549
“I took my armor off as soon as I walked in, shedding the day and events of it one by one. As each piece fell to the floor, I thought about all that it represented but also what it hid. Why the armor? Protection, I said. But why? The thought whispered from deep inside. It’s true that reality can be harsh, but the armor also blocks the beauty of love, life, and living. I want to feel it on my skin and in my heart. Discard the idol of meaningless importance, I heard. And this time I listened.”