The battle of attempting to get things going is endless. Bring It! We are not afraid. At times, conflict is what makes the grass grow (along with nitrogen, oxygen, sunlight, and chlorophyll, and more scientific stuffs and things). Undaunted! That is the battle cry! We carry on and keep on fighting! (motivational speakers, if you are reading this, you owe me money. Cash or check please. ) But at this moment, this very moment in time, the Beasts In My Belly are rumbling. SO, I must lay down arms long enough to eat, or the beasts will give me a headache.
Which gives us time to plan a sneak offensive….after a sammich. And some soup. Maybe some ice cream.