... that happens to reflect my current feelings (thanks to Sarah Slean):
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Hopeful Hearts
So we take the path not taken,
down into the fields of war;
Sword alone, the shield forsaken,
This, the right we're fighting for.
Hopeful hearts are moving targets,
I don't know how I survive;
we go out like birthday candles,
then, like suns we rise, we rise.
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While I can't be sure exactly to what struggle you might be going through, I think it's safe to assume all people, in all walks of life go through some kind of struggle, usually many, sometimes all at once. It's a small consolation but I think it's an integral part of being human. I think to a certain extent perhaps our struggles define us. Or more precisely, how we handle(d) our struggles, define us.
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As for the struggle, it's a number of things. Part of it goes back to the death of a favorite SF writer two weeks ago today; a small part of it is the Can-Con thing [I got two more memberships today :-)]; part has to do with [non-fiction] books I have yet to write -- at least one of which will probably irritate the neo-cons considerably, and so forth.
Life may be slow, but never dull. :-)
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