Sometimes everything feels so hard. Each day seems to drag the finish line a bit further and further away. The same dinner is served for weeks on end and yet we are expected to eat up with some make believe fervor, we choke it down. We push through... we always have and always do. We go through the motions rehearsed so we'll, mechanical, methodical and knowing. Yet reprereave is a goast? Dominoes waiting for that one flick. Maybe at times even praying for the push to let us lye, rest, rejuvenate, be as strong as everyone on the outside thinks and wants us to be. The truth is that we all get worn, knackered and just undone. None of this means the end. Not yet anyhow. It's yet another challenge, a hard one at that. In the words of someone I appreciate... "cluster heads are no woosies'! Hang in there @jon019! I've come this far because of people like YOU!