Some men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were and ask why not.

They saw the Scots coming up out of their burrows like raving women in their skirts, dying in ripples across the yellowish-brown soil. They saw the steady tread of the Hampshire's as though they had willingly embarked on a slow-motion dance from which they were content not to return. They saw men from every corner walking, powerless, into an engulfing storm.

...because really, sometimes the irony gods just get drunk.

But once you become successful, everyone has an idea of what you should do.

Written By Deana Carter

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