I end the week with a little poetry, a few lines from one of my favorites by Rudyard Kipling that sums up how things went for me.
"...If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on'..."
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on'..."
Night, everyone. I hope your weekend treats you well.
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