Endure!

For WIGSF, this one’s for you.  ;)  You hug-rejecter, you! 

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Less than a week until the election.  Time is zipping by, it seems.  And taking me with it.  Have you ever had the feeling like someone’s put an evil curse on you and you just can’t break it?  Seems to be the story of our life.  All we can do is endure, right?  So endure I will.  I have no choice.  I have some Irish blood so it’s either endure, or drink myself to death, and since I’m not a huge fan of alcohol, I’m out of options.  Make no mistake though, drunk or sober, we of Irish descent will sing about our hardships at 2 AM.  And not necessarily in key!  We must lament the hand that guides our fate!  Loudly!  Thank goodness for blogging because nobody wants to hear me sing!  Yeah yeah, nobody wants to see me blogging either, I know!  Beat you to the punch on that one!  Ha! 

Anyway, endurance.  It’s pretty exhausting.  But we do what we have to, right?  We shoulder on, dust ourselves off, and keep going.  Sometimes we weep along the way but mostly we just put our faces to the wind and press forward.  And we never stop hoping, never stop striving, never stop yearning for home.  We persevere.  Let us run with endurance the race that is set before us. 

Onward!