Yes... they are there and those inches, summed up, will make the difference between losing and winning, between life and death.
Ok, I admit it, I watched Any Given Sunday and Al Pacino got the best out of me.
And still I spend the most part of my every day missing the opportunities to catch those inches.
I know theory and I know how to apply it. Never do it, but I know everything.
That make me an idiot, and I am glad that it's been years that I know I am. Unfortunately I am not willing, yet, to change too much. It seems I enjoy going on being an idiot. I've got not much to say about it. I am... really am.
I will get better, probably, I will shave my beard one day and find a more clever version of myself below it. Time is quite running out, but I'll do.
So, what's the point of all of this? Tonight I'll cut my beard!