Life is Funny, I guess.
At one instance you spend hours pouring your heart out and breaking the walls your hard, rough skinned hands took so long to build.
The next, you don't want to see them, or don't know if they're breathing and fine.
It takes a complete tumble weed like turn. But that is how it is. You win some, you lose some. You come alone. You die alone. In the end, all that is left behind, and if you get lucky, is your legacy. //ndcb
