"it seems that the act of swinging on a swing is a metaphor for life. you start at a standstill; you move by exerting effort. no matter how strong or weak you are, each push sends you further. everyone can propel themselves on a swing. the maximum height you can reach is determined solely by how hard you're willing to push. each new cycle of swinging ups the stakes: the falls become more dangerous, the lifts, more joyful.
who knows... maybe if we push hard enough, we'll never come down?"
(slightly modified from a prior version)
