Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Still On My Feet

Yes, I am still standing on my feet.  Barely, but still there.  I am like the guy in the old Simon & Garfunkel song:

In the clearing stands a boxer 

And a fighter by his trade 

And he carries the reminders 
Of ev'ry glove that layed him down 
Or cut him till he cried out 
In his anger and his shame 
"I am leaving, I am leaving" 
But the fighter still remains 

Not sure which one I like better.

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