I will not rest. I am not through. There is no defeat being accepted. I do not throw in the towel and I’ve waived no white flag. No- I am not defeated until I have given up. I will not give up until my final breath has crossed my lips.
Someday, they will lay me in the ground or scatter my ash into the breeze. But, that day is not here yet. I have not died. I will not stop chasing my dreams until the day my soul transcends my body and I have passed on.