I had a lot of guilt. But my friends told me not to.

All the work over the past year, I wasn't going to lose.

I got lucky. I just got some cuts and bruises.

Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones?

A friend is one who has the same enemies as you have

Enemies and easy to get and even easier to keep. But friends are hard to get and even harder to keep.