Thunderstorms in my room and it sounds that Zeus is having fun bowling.
Hair pulling and calls for God. We been at it for too long, still no sweat. I give up and spit at the finish line.
“Another last place finish”.
People tell me I should try other races. I say it don’t matter. I’m just thirsty for sweat.
“Let me try one more time, what are the chances that I fail again.”
It could be a one in whatever, that still leaves a chance that you’ll fail again so…
The answer is no.