Thoughts

[stephbg]

I have fought the good fight for long enough and must now accept that it might be a fight I cannot win. I do not concede defeat; I concede only the possibility of defeat. And with that thought I rob my defeat of its terror and power over me, and it becomes but an alternative. I have stopped fighting, for now I cannot lose.

I can exist and be loved even if I am not clever.

Comments

[callistra.livejournal.com]

*hugs*
I think cleverness is written into your mitochondria. I don't think you're going to lose that.