Here I go again. Like a rushing stream cruising through the plains. Like a defiant eagle gliding through the air. Like a lone ship sailing in rough seas. Like a shooting star blazing in your night sky. I’m a kite cut loose, stolen by the winds, flying past edges of pain while you complain in vain, of twists and turns and how your world burns. Quote: You gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody. - Sylvester Stallone | Rocky Balboa