Tuesday, July 25, 2017
End Game Comments
Rating: ★5.0
He hadn't wanted it to end like this
Shuffling, dragging one foot
Elbow pressed to his waist
Holding up his rumpled trousers
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7/26/2025 3:18:32 PM # 1.0.0
Poignant, not least because is the constant mindset of many folks out there. I'm only 59 but I can relate because I'm also dragging my feet in a literal sense after to having gotten Gillain-Barre Syndrome two years ago. But that also marked the point when I started writing. I wish I could tell those folks: 'free your mind instead', that's the ticket. It did the trick for me. I do wince but never whimper.