...a little more time, was all I needed, somehow fall became spring...
Time, the ample and willing enemy of all conquests and achievements, with weariness following behind as its befitting partner. Too many reasons...
...to experience the bittersweet, to taste defeat then brush your teeth, experience the bittersweet, to taste defeat then brush your teeth, 'cause I struggle with forward motion, I struggle with forward motion, we all struggle with forward motion...
Reasons are just excuses in a business suit, its time to make moves!
