Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Fightin Words

Hi again world.

"Fight until hell freezes over and when it does fight on top of the ice."

That's what some boxing coach used to say. I never knew him. He died sometime this month.

To me it doesn't so much apply to boxing as the way I look at my life, with all its trials, triumphs, worries and doubts, that all seem so vapid compared to SOME people. But isn't that always the case?

What did I have to fight through this weekend for example?

Round 1- the DMV
Round 2- emotional distress brought on by a resurfacing ex, with a dash of DMV.
Round 3- self doubt to self-frustration to self-examination
Round 4 - law school studying with a severely distracted mind and halo of cigar smoke.

And she comes out of it with a tinge of anxiety, a new car license, and a loving cup of coffee from the significant other.

Not too bad.

The boxing matches this weekend were monitored by a doctor with a violin. I doubt she'd play for me yet.

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