We’re in hell right now . .
And . .
we can stay here . . get the shit kicked out of us . .
Or . .
we can fight our way back into the light . .
we can climb out of hell . . one inch at a time . .
Life’s a game of inches . .
In life, the margin for error is so small . .
One half a step too late . . or too early . . and you don’t quite make it.
One half second too slow, too fast, you don’t quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They’re in every hour, every minute, every second.
We fight for that inch.
We tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch.
We claw with our fingernails for that inch.
Because we know, when we add up all those inches, that’s gonna make the FUCKING difference between winning and losing . . between living and dying . .
In any fight it’s the guy who is willing to die who is going to win that inch.
That’s what living is . . the 6 inches in front of your face.