There should be a clear beginning to any story, a defining moment that sets the entire train of events in motion so that the story seems to flow in a reasonable sequence from start to finish, a moment when a person realizes they are part of history.

Maybe if we follow a trail, we have already lost our way. My path is not your path, though we might walk near each other at times.

When our tires are stuck in a rut the wrong thing to do spin our wheels trying harder to go in the same direction. A lesson that applies to life.