Apologies to the profanity-sensitive but I firmly believe in two things: A general sense of decorum and the appropriate application of profanity. See: The King’s Speech for an example of these.
All that apologist rhetoric aside, this one goes out to my old “war” buddies, Cowboy and The Wren. It’s an intentionally-timed gesture because when I think of what it’s like to have a positive outlook on life without having your head in the clouds, they’re two of the people who spring to mind.
And they once told me, in different words, that I could get whatever I wanted out of life. All I had to do was try. It took me a decade to figure out they weren’t just blowing sunshine up my posterior. Maybe it took too long but, you know what? Life ain’t so shitty.
Or, maybe — just maybe — it took exactly as long as it was supposed to?
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