Wednesday, May 25, 2011
I have not lived the life of Mulligan, and maybe nobody does. There have been, so far, no do-overs. Regret is sacred, as Robert Frost suggested. As for being male, Robert Bly suggested that grief is a better indicator than testosterone. Bitterness, though, is a taste of death. Since the game isn't over until you die, I had better keep my eye on the ball.
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