I don't know what to say really.
You know, when you get old in life things get taken from you. I mean
that’s…part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losing
stuff. You find out life’s is game of inches.
the margin for error is so small .... I mean one-half a step too late, or
too early, and you don’t quite make it. One-half second too slow, too
fast, you don’t quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
In any fight, it’s the guy who is willing to die is
who gonna win that inch. And I know if I’m gonna have any life
anymore, it’s because I’m still willing to fight and die for that inch.
Because that’s what living is!
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