Tuesday, April 16, 2013
I can't think on the horror of yesterday without feeling sick to my stomach. It could have happened anywhere...or here. A group of people had the worst day of their lives because of some a-hole's bombs. Some innocents died...on what should have been a good day. Life is too precious to squander on sloth and laziness...too precious and too short to live a life not worth living. Too short to give to yourself last...to make time for yourself after everyone else has taken their piece out of you. I'm not saying don't give to others...just don't forget that you're important too. In the spirit of giving to others...after your workout...give blood...or donate money to the Red Cross or donate in the name of the little boy who was only 8 when someone's ugliness cut his life short.
Remember what it stands for.