I don't want to merely "survive." I want to overcome... but for some reason, the words to "The Impossible Dream" keep haunting my thoughts. "...bruised and covered with scars" Yet the star is STILL "unreachable."

Yeah... ok... maybe Don Quixote should have rethought his goals. But could he...


"It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived."