You walk along, you have a long way to go but you're carrying a rock with you. You get tired and fed up sometimes and you notice that the rock you're carrying is slowly becoming another burden that you must be carrying. So you decide to put it aside, probably on top of a wall or something. You plan it perfectly, you will take it back on the way back, assuming nothing will change. But, a wind might take the rock off the wall, or the rain might move the rock away. Consequently, you may not find the rock on the way back home. But you don't think that far. You think everything will stay the same. It will not.
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