Do you know that feeling of the weight of a brother?
Do you know that feeling of the weight of your brother coming down upon you?
The unbearable weight of the world slung across your narrow shoulders?
The sweat which drips down your brow is only a microscopic indicator of the pressures which surround you in your world.
But this is a world that you would not trade.
Not for a million dollars. Not for eternal bliss. Not for your next guess. And not for that prize of which she presents to you in the waining hours of the morning.
It is the burning muscles in your arms and legs which forces you to advance and attack against any resemblance of sanity, or reality.
This is that feeling.
Do you know that feeling?
SEMPER FIDELIS
