|Posted: April 8, 2009, 7:21 pm - IP Logged|
Last night I dreamt that I was strolling the beach with two friends and was waiting for the evening's concert. One of my friends picked up a horse-shoe shaped diamond with a cracked left side and put it in my shirt pocket.
The beach was unusually dusky and emitted a feeling of eeriness.
"I firmly believe that any man's finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all that he holds dear, is the moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle-victorious."
- Vince Lombardi