Ramblings of a Wandering Luney

"Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Required sorest need.

Not one of all the purple host
Who took the flag to-day
Can tell the definition,
So clear, of victory.

As he, defeated, dying,
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Break, agonized and clear."
-Emily Dickinson

Wow...I'm tired...I don't think I slept at all last night. Hm...maybe I should go sleep now. Naw, I'll go read =-)