Roughing It Like Diamonds

This world is a beach.

The people, its sand.

Some are just there to hold the others up, some get to the top only to be stepped on, some get washed away into the ocean only to return to the masses. And some, rather unfairly, get scooped, burnt, and transformed into glass. Sometimes beautiful, and sometimes not. Of course, there are the rare few 'diamonds in the rough', but what's the point of that? No one wants a diamond the size of a grain of sand. You can't even always tell the difference.

Then there's the sand that ends up in unfortunate places.



The point of this? Sand puts up with all this garbage. So can you.