Two Frogs Trapped In a Pot Of Milk
One drowned and the other survived.
A simple yet powerful message to all of us. Which one are we?
I was the one drowning that morning as I sat there sulking at the breakfast table. The coffee I slurped on tasted bitter. The toast I munched on was burned a crisp and crumbled down like coal with every bite I took. My back ached from a restless night of…