Last night on the sports channel I watched the rodeo. Those cowboys have it right; the best and the beauty of it. You cannot win, so you ride for as long as you can and enjoy it. When you dismount, whether it be on your own or not, it won't look pretty. You'll limp off. But you'll feel good; your heart will be pounding like it never has, and walking away, one crazy step after another, your ears will ring with the loud approval of those who never felt so good. Anonymous submission.
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