Do what you gotta do to get to where you're going, dragging your chains; even though you don't have to, for your own peace of mind. Damn, doesn't that sound like just more slavery? But the apprenticeship following the present gig is gonna be a bit harder, and isn't that like. . .um. . .indentured servitude? You gotta be a page to be a knight sort of thing?
Such is life, such is death.
No escaping some things.
Can we say "Shoite on a steck"?
But hey! Maybe, just perhaps the view of the city below being blown up can be seen from a mountain top between now and then? Good analogy, though it may be close to the truth.
Ah, yes. More incoherent babbling. Well, if you knew me, you'd know damn well what I'm talking about, but you don't; and you aren't going to, so never mind.
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