But it's clinging to the dream, which you no longer remember, vaguely recalled through the fog of time, embellished by a veneer of new expectations and peeling slightly from baking in the Texas sun for four years that keeps you going through the tedious processes and allows the amnesia of the pains and the euphoria of the accomplishment. Wow, you have to take a breath in the middle of that sentence just to read it!
So onward, valiant vicarious voyagers, to the meat of the weekly toils.
Oh yeah, Rocky showed back up with a cushion! A big Rocky Huzzah Hip, Hip.................