Be on guard

Well over four years ago I escaped my hell life in the city; in my former life I had I traded my health and energy for the fleeting rewards of a life that my career had brought me. In doing so I had traded my soul for a fat bank account and the trappings that had come with it. I'm again at a place of discontent, but I've recognized it. I'm searching for the next step in my expectant hope of finding inner harmony and lasting peace.

Pic: I took this photo last Sunday of a mural that for me symbolizes hope; it - the mural that is - can be found at 12 Decades Johannesburg Art Hotel on the east side of the city and part of the Maboneng Precinct.