There are times when desperation calls.

When the want becomes the need.

When the thirst becomes dehydration.

When there’s no one to help.

All alone. All desperate.

That’s when resourcefulness takes over.

When I look for hope.

For a means. For an answer.

For a way.

To resolve desperation.

To meet the need.

To quench the drought.

So I push. And I climb. And I stretch.

And I stretch.

And I stretch.

For my goal…

O Medicine!